Gena

If I could tell you I would say you that I will never comprehend what has happened within the last couple of months. That So many things have changed. Some for the better, some for the worse. That I can’t escape the thought. I can’t escape you. That You’re locked inside my memory and it’s killing me. It’s tearing me apart. That I’d never thought I’d say this…I miss you. Far more than I’ve missed anyone else. That I hate myself every second and every hour for what I chose. That you gave me happiness. That it was me who wasn’t letting myself be happy. That now I’m here forever pondering in the fact that I could’ve let things go. And probably not doubt something that could’ve been so great. But now since I can’t tell you all of those things I’ll just say that I’m happy that you’re happy, that I’m okay and that over all, everything is fine the way it is. Even if my smile is artificial. -g.m