I wish nothing for you but to be on the receiving end of all the wonderful joys & of the exquisite pain that you give.

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I want to be a lover to you. Not much else. Surely not a babysitter. (I daren't say friend. Because that's much more...) What you do in jest, or to spite I can commit to doing if it kills me. I act out so much these days because you only seem to recognise your own actions when they show up in a mirror (if you're not too busy fixing your hair). And ( Read more... )

Where do I find the strength to fight for you when I've overstretched every fibre of my being fighting you? Why have you not thought of fighting for me? Or make up an enemy, fight alongside me?

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Regrettably, I broke your selfish rule and unintentionally hurt you. You went ahead guided by my own foolish 'blessings' and completely broke me. And, it puts me in the wrong. A rule's a rule.

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Do not go on confusing what's right to you with what's right for me or what's right. Have you seen what's left of us?

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So this is the beginning of the end. Haven't felt more rage in my life. Haven't been made to feel more lousy by a single person. Maybe that's what hate is. Not so different from love. Lesson learnt. It has been a colossal waste of time. Better luck next time. When finally the dust settles, the healing can begin for everybody.

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I was going to say roller-coaster but that's too fast and maybe a little fun. This is not. It's a perpetual sinking feeling. Like the lift going down just a little too quickly. Hitting ground would be merciful. But no. It keeps going. Also like fear in a nightmare. Except it's the other way round. I spend my waking hours walking with it. I catch a ( Read more... )

Yes. My dog. He's a dog to you. He is family to me. So definitely my Buddy over you. He comes when I call. He comes to me when I am mad and want nothing to do with him. A bladder held together with stitches he insists on running to me. (I have to be on my knees so he doesn't hop at me and rip those stitches.) He will bang and he will claw down a ( Read more... )

Nobody's to blame...but I don't have the words to describe the kind of loneliness I feel. Funny we can be in the same bed and be operating on different time zones. Guess we took the party too far last night.

I'm just watching you sleep now...like a baby.

Had a good cry. It went on for a good long while. Not quite sure what brought about it. Probably ( Read more... )

I don't need to fight for the freedom and fairness that I have no use of but I hope one day you know you've been harsh and unjust.

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