A friend of mine just got cheated on by her partner with her Best Friend.
I feel full of pity for her with the reasoning that I know what it feels like. You�re sitting there crying on the kitchen floor, your face tucked tightly into your knees. Sobbing. Clamping your eyes shut, trying to count away with tears. Thinking about why you weren�t good enough, wondering what was wrong with me?
Then you get to a point where your fragile heart grazed with those barely noticeable cracks finally shatters, so you pick yourself up and go on the best you can: the only way you know how. And continue to block him out completely; trying to remove him from your existence, until you all of a sudden realize that there was nothing you could ever have done to change the after-effect. Though is doesn�t bring an end to the hurt.
This will never be my misfortune alone, nor hers, but painfully thousands of others who remain in this raucous existence living it each day.
I want to remember What takes a lifetime to forget