Monday, June 23, 2008

I'm looking out a window, watching the rain fall.
Suddenly, my BlackBerry vibrates on the table.
The following text message appears...

"I always need you. I'll wait for you to fix your mess though, babe. Love you."

Why does he lie to me?
Why does it feel as though I'm smashing my head against a wall just to get him to hear everything I say, and why do I care about what he thinks, anyhow?

Somehow, I think I'll be in the midst of this death circle until I'm married to him.

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