Last night made a week since the day my world came crashing down. A week since you told me you loved me, a week since I've heard your voice, and a week since I've had any contact from you.
Was it ever real? Did you ever love me? I look back and I can see the inconsistencies, but I still never doubted your feelings for me. I trusted that you truly was busy with work and I trusted you when you said it wouldn't always be so busy. I trusted you and waited for you because I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you.
You made me happy. Your girls made me happy. I loved when you all came to my house. I enjoyed them and it touched me how accepting of me they were.
I dont want to believe this is over. I don't want to believe that you don't care. I wish you would realize that you want me just as had as I want you, but I'm starting to realize that will never happen. I have to find a way to let go.....I'm just not sure I'll ever be able to.