Disclaimer:


I don't own any part of Marvel. But one can dream!


As a woman in todays society, one has to be strong and overcome whatever is thrown at her


with nary a whimper so that they are not perceived as weak. But I feel everybody should be able


to cry without feeling ashamed. Women today have to struggle with the world and


all thats in it and perservere just because they were not born with a y chromazone.


Kudos to all you women! Sometimes you have to be strong when you don't


want to. You know how it feels. The lump that lodges itself squarely in your throat,


The dry eyed tears, the feeling your chokeing. Most of that stems from bruised trust.


Suspicion, You don't know where you stand with your special someone, or if the jail bait


princess has cought him by the groin. I'm going through something compareable to that.


I love my Dallas very completly but, in times I have been taken for a fool by the


loves I've had in my life and found out I was little more than a well endowned bed


warmer. I never could trust after my last ill fated pairing. And I don't know if I


can trust Dallas. So I'm hurting. But true to form of todays upbringing, I can't say a


word. But enough about me, I'd rather see how the fair Kitty deals with


such confusing emotions. And as ever,


Yer ol' pal,

The Bud.


The Paths to Goodby.

By Kitty Pryde.


I loved you by accident, This I know.


I loved you by accident, but you started to grow.


We met by chance, each other by fate,


I'd just broken up, we started to date.


Your face was not handsome, but I found it's charm.


The one I thought would do me no harm.


My past burdons me, Does it hurt you too?


My heart was not innocent, Even though yours it knew.


The book store was magick, the Library bliss.


Never I thought, I'd find thee I miss.


You were a virgin, as driven snow,


I took that from you and now I must go.


Nine months you had me, but I fear you tire,


The love you gave me, I fear youv'e expired.


My heart is breaking as I sob.


My body is shaking from fear I knew all along.


Your sweet weight alight on me, And your soothing whispers,


reminds me of you, and my throat blisters.


The way you felt, was not like the others,


Now I must leave, for I fear I will smother.


I felt we belonged, and that we would make it.


Now I guess I was wrong, the grain of salt, I take it.


I was in love, and you were not.


I was your first and you still make me hot.


I'm dieing inside, but I cannot say a word.


I still love you,and the voice that I heared,


When you said you loved me too.


I was a fool to think happiness was mine!


All was forgotten by your lips of cherry wine.


I don't want to hurt you, because I want to stay.


But I need to remember, I never meant much too you anyway.


You say I do, but you told me once I don't.


You dashed by dreams and love ate my hope.


You ran back too me after a month, Thinking I'd forgotten,


How you didn't love me as much.


I still love to hear you call me honey, which is too sweet,


But my distrust has left my heart to dead to beat.


All was more important than I,


and many a night, even Valintines, I was left to cry.


Was it a girl you wanted, was it me?


Or was it a trophy, which you showed off with glee?


Did you really love me,


Or was it a joke?


Whatever you were, you destroyed all my hope.