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Defeated, straight-up defeated is how I feel today. I don’t turn Steve on and I don’t think that I can. I get sad and he gets mad. Last night he was screaming in my face because I was sad. Ummm what? I'm not trying to be manipulative or dramatic, I'm just fucking sad. So fucking sad. I drank a bit last night and that won't happen again as I have to ( Read more... )
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When you come to someone sad, hurting wanting some sort of comfort understanding, to help heal, and the response is… Anger? Impatience? I can’t wrap my mind around it. But my real concern is You. Love, I would do that in a heartbeat. I Would pull you close and not let go until everything fell away. It would be my happiness to Love you that way. From the distance all that I have is that your disposal.
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