him. I suppose it could be because I am longing for one more kiss and one last touch...a touch that means something. At least to me.
It's odd, the paths that life drives you through sometimes. I think I can officially say that I've reached a point where I'm done. I am simply over it. Not so much in that literal term I suppose. I guess I finally freed myself from the denial that I have been living in for a while. I can finally admit it to others and more importantly to myself that there is no future to this. That's it's just a game at this point. And even though all of those thoughts and emotions are mingling their way from my brain and into my heart, I just can seem to say the words to actually end it. To tell