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A little about dating and then marrying me... |
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Just so you know, when we met I was whole. A little broken, but mended. No direction, sure, but at least I knew who I was. I wasn’t clay to be molded. Or a child to be scolded. I was happily, wholly me. Clutzy, perhaps, but straightforward and true. I gave my whole heart. I jumped in, no fear, then the logic set in. Too late. I’m here. I’m with you now and I don’t know what to do. My love has a seven year shelf life. Mended, maybe not so much. Always looking for the trap door, the exit, the way out. I can’t blame anyone but myself. It’s my nature. I don’t know why I love you but I do. Then I don’t and it’s so sudden, it knocks me off my horse. Right back into the gutter from whence I came. Where I belong, I guess. |
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