I still care about you.
Do you know what that saying really means? I'm sure its been used a million times over.
I was right when I said the inevitable. My love is gone. She had cut me out of her heart a long time ago.
I wish I had something more poetic to say. I am 2 years too late to realize how important just enjoying the air we breathe.
But you are too quick to diregard its beauty.
The biggest lesson learned... you have no control over anything except for your choices.
Fate is what you make it.
Goodbye.
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Found your blog by some link that lead somewhere that lead somewhere that brought me here (or PNO AD). Hope you are feeling better and doing more.
I'm not sure how I stumbled across this, but I can say that the moment I hit the page I was enthralled. And, it brought tears to my cheeks because...it could have very well been written by me...I could see my own heart bleeding onto every word...
I'm not even sure why I'm posting this. Maybe just to say, you're not alone. I'm walking the same path you are, as lonely and as cold as it can seem...
aislinmmh@cox.net
The other side of this kind of loss doesn't always start where it might appear. There isn't a bright day of wreaking havok and causing pain in anyone's life. There is no breathe of fresh air when you leave a life with anyone...the beauty that one person remembers might be someone else's heart breaking memory of the "good times." The times that made it worth sticking it out can't always maintain the present and certainly not the "forever" that we invented.
You are right about the lesson, control is the enemy on the path of life because it's a lie. It's a bad habit and unrealistic. Tears fall universally and not just for one kind of loss. At some point I lost the strength that I once had to keep us both afloat. I am sorry.
And yes, I do know what that saying really means. I mourn this rope unwound too but I was not the only frayed thread.
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