Thisisnotme

I went back to the DR today. I remember 6 months ago when you were so supportive. If it was Cancer, we would figure it all out. You said it would be fine. I was scared when I went to the DR today. I wanted to call you. I needed to hear your voice. Then I remembered how you spoke to me almost 2 weeks ago. I remember all of the promises you showered upon me for three years, and ripped out from under me in three minutes. I remember all of the horrible things you said to me to make yourself feel better and justified. I still wanted to call you. I still wanted to hear your voice. I just wanted it to be the voice of the man I fell in love with, not the man you showed me you really are.