So I've moved. . . again.
Joe an i, and i haven't had much to contribute
for far too long now. . . it hurts. it's hurts bad
to see him breakdown. I truly care for him
more then he knows, and i wish i had more to offer.
It kills me daily. feeling so worthless.
and i know it's a big strain on our relationship as well.
that kills me more. I've never had to be the problem before.
Love . . . what is love? love is the forever unexplained; emotion triggered
by a person. . . an unpredictable story; with a curious and intriguing introduction.
it is a sad, happy; sometimes cruel, beautiful; scary place..
a place you dread, yet long to reach; once it's there, in grasp, so hard to hold on to.
I guess I've started to take his love for granted . . . and I regret ever doing so; no longer allowing that to happen.
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