It is funny how things worked out. What I thought was real wasn't. What I felt was used. I thought it was something real but suspect was only a diversion. I'm not sure how to process the new information I have learned. I am not angry, just more hurt. I think I understand but can't be sure. I guess I see how it happened, she was confused, turned to me. My mess turned her back to him. Now, she is alone. I truly wish Phyllis the best. I wish the hurt wasn't there, here. I don't regret any of it.
Peace
dumbdavid
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