I had the feeling that something had been broken inside of me this morning. You took a piece of me the other day, and I wanted to remember that. I was aware that the damaged component of my emotions and expectations would continue to bleed for a while. I wasn't afraid of it. I'm afraid because I still experience the pain of loss as strongly as I did twenty years ago. Other from the ache, everything in my life seems bland. I wish I had a chance to live a different life, but I don't. I expected action, not excuses. And I have to admit that I'm hopeless.
06.10.25
to R. - hopeless...
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