Sunday, February 20, 2011

Its always the unavoidable that hurts the most. The split second that makes a pit in your stomach.....and  words that will mold the rest of your life. Words that if said one to many times, may come true. You can only take certain words back so many times before they stick. Starting of like a germ on a doorknob, quickly turning into the flu.
If this is what it is it will never go away. There will be no later dates, just the nauseous, gnawing pain of what was.
I am trying to keep that pit from rising, I feel as though I'm losing.