Memories of M keep invading my mind.
The early days. The good times. Upsetting me.
Choking back waves of utter sadness.
Sometimes I wonder, because it does seem to just hit me out if no where...
And I know it sounds crazy.
But, maybe these feelings are his.
Maybe, somehow, I'm still in tune with his emotions. I know, I know, it's very out there, unlike me to postulate such a hypothesis but, it makes sense to me.
Ugh!
Why, why did I give this man 19 years of my life.
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