"I don’t need to see to know what you think I don’t know. Even though you may confess much, much later … I already knew long before your confession. I also knew you left out bits here and there. Either to save me the heartache, or to save yourself the embarrassment. It doesn’t really matter. I was already hurt. I told you it’s OK because I knew it would make you feel better. And I also knew that you were young, and needed to explore. But understand that I cannot be your rock forever. No matter how strong any rock is, it will eventually crack. So, when I finally cracked, I don’t get why you lost it. And when I moved on (which is eventual too), why you took it so badly. I deserve my happiness too. And yes, despite all that you have put me through, I still care about you. And I am doing what I am doing now for myself. Not for you. Not for anybody else, but for ME. It’s not guilt that drives it. It’s demons from my past that I need to fight. You are a means to an end. I am sorry but that’s just the way it is."
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Thoughts in his mind as he goes through the motion of counting his blessings for the good AND bad things in his Life. At least now - he has love. Real love.
13
Jun
08
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