The most painful question for this wounded lover is “Why?” The hard, most jagged, bitter answer I received was “It doesn’t matter now, anyway.” She pitched that answer to me in a parking lot, when she already had been making arrangements with another man who lived in her apartment complex… And several other men using […]
I forgive you for the lies you told me the entire year we were together. I forgive you for cheating on me. I forgive you for the STD you gave me and then lied about, as I choked on the chalk water they made me drink at the hospital. I forgive you for abandoning me […]
I wish she was holding my hand right now. I cannot escape her memories.