dragonhearted
Not pussy-footin' around!
- Joined
- Oct 5, 2002
- Posts
- 5,008
Ever since I broke up with airborne92 I have run the gauntlet of emotions: anger, depression, resignation, even being glad to be rid of him.
The truth is...I put so much of myself into the relationship...my emotions, my passion, my soul...he became a part of me. He will never believe in a million years how much he came to mean to me...all he has seen is the jealousy, the distrust,...But I have had my moments. I have had moments when I was strong---when my love was able to buoy him up, to help drag him from his "dark place". He was able to even help me...but now...we are not even talking. He has decided not to get back together because I was foolish enough to think he didn't love him, or didn't want a commitment. I have felt at times like I was right...but right now...I am missing the times when his arms around me made me feel so strong, when looking into his eyes made me feel calm, when feeling his touch made my heart race. He does not care at all about this. I have been told to shed him like a cheap skirt...to move on....but it is not so easy...and now...now I am feeling lower than I have ever felt in my life. This is the closest I have ever come to wanting to kill myself. I am thinking about how empty my life feels....sure I have my children....but a bed without him in it feels so cold. I can't even make him understand how much my heart is aching for him now....and all I want is for him to see me, to hold me...to forgive me...for being all the bad things I am or have been....and to love me for all the good and sexy things I am....
But it feels so hopeless now.
The truth is...I put so much of myself into the relationship...my emotions, my passion, my soul...he became a part of me. He will never believe in a million years how much he came to mean to me...all he has seen is the jealousy, the distrust,...But I have had my moments. I have had moments when I was strong---when my love was able to buoy him up, to help drag him from his "dark place". He was able to even help me...but now...we are not even talking. He has decided not to get back together because I was foolish enough to think he didn't love him, or didn't want a commitment. I have felt at times like I was right...but right now...I am missing the times when his arms around me made me feel so strong, when looking into his eyes made me feel calm, when feeling his touch made my heart race. He does not care at all about this. I have been told to shed him like a cheap skirt...to move on....but it is not so easy...and now...now I am feeling lower than I have ever felt in my life. This is the closest I have ever come to wanting to kill myself. I am thinking about how empty my life feels....sure I have my children....but a bed without him in it feels so cold. I can't even make him understand how much my heart is aching for him now....and all I want is for him to see me, to hold me...to forgive me...for being all the bad things I am or have been....and to love me for all the good and sexy things I am....
But it feels so hopeless now.