"this is the price you pay for loss of control"

This is the first day of my life ...

They say that your first true love will hurt you so bad that it's unbelievable. That they take a part of you away. You've taken a part of me that leaves me unbalanced, off, even empty. I want nothing but to be with you always. You've changed me in a way not possible.

You want it to happen ( Read more... )

Back to square one.

I must admit, our conversation last night made me cry -- not simply crying, but breaking down.

I thought the second time around things would be different.

So I sit here and ponder, “What a wonder it would be to have a crystal ball and to catch a glimpse of the future.” Would I live my life any differently knowing what is to come? Would I be disappointed in how I turned out, or would I work towards something better? Would I alter my course in life in spite of the future I saw and think I could affect ( Read more... )

Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists... When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.

Rollas of an Angel! <3

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You were good to me. So much so that I trusted you with everything: my worries, my fears, my joy--in the end I gave you my heart ( Read more... )