Pain. It is inevitable that we feel things so deeply and they effect us so much. We open ourselves to people so that they can break us down and make us feel like our lives are ending. 3 1/2 years, a baby, moving across the country and back and he is still doing this to me. I have only just put all of the broken pieces back together and let go of the pain that he caused me and then he has to tell me that I am and always will be the one. He is not the one for me; he made that clear when he chose himself over his family. And of course he chooses to do this now after he moves down the road from me so I can’t get away from him. So I will do what I do and pretend that it hasn’t happened and that I am not falling apart.
Pain; it’s inevitable.