This one memory I can keep.
And so I am left with an empty page, after you have gone away knowing it will be hard to start to write with so many feelings crowding my heart. But I want to write tonight I need to write, for writing helps me understand, understand how is it that someone can hurt so much and still love another whom one does not trust. Writing has always cleared things for me as if by putting thoughts down on paper I could see what is true and what is not, what is and what will be... but it is not working, it... Sign in to see full entry.