it hurts
It hurts, it hurts real bad when I hear you say that you sleep with him every night. Tears flood this keyboard, and as I type they spalsh out and onto the backs of my hands. Everything is pain. Everything is pain.
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As much as it does hurt. It is worth it. I am following my heart, and I know it will not lead me astray. Truly do I love Michelle [ma belle] and thusly my she holds sway over thine heart. Thanks to all who help me along the way with good words of encouragment. As some say: “With the pendulum swung so far, it takes quite a while for it to come
back, if indeed it’s going to ” So wait I shall.
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