Musings
Over the years of my life I have witnessed much horror and sadness. But for seven years I knew true happiness and love. It didn't start out or end that way, but when we were together everything was perfect, for it was just the two of us. I knew he would do anything to keep me safe, that's the kind of person he was.
But that was years ago, and I'm not the same innocent person I was then. There are days when I wonder, if he saw me today, would he still love me? Would he accept me, help me heal, make me feel again?
After he left I felt he had taken a part of me, the part that could feel emotions that cared what happened to her friends. Sure I care for those around me, but those who knew me before he left can see a huge difference. Am I to remain this uncaring person? Please my love, come and save me from this mockery my life has become.