I am irrevocably in love with him. He invades my thoughts while I am awake and boldly haunts me in my dreams. Try as I may I am unable to forget his existence and how much my heart longs for his mere presence. I haven’t looked upon his face in three months and four days and haven’t had any type of relationship with him in six months. The fact that the stench of rotting love is as fresh in my nostrils as it was six months ago is nothing short of deplorable. This morning I awoke with a smile until ten seconds later I remembered he raped my emotions as I slumbered last night. With riotous anger I ripped back the bedding, placed my feet on the ground, and pressed on toward the day ahead with gritted teeth.
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