"I don't know what to say or how to react. Emotions escape me as do words. Numb. Correct. That is the word. Numb. I anticipated bad news but not of this nature. Like chocolate, it was bittersweet. Sweet for him. Bitter, me.
I can't blame him for what's happened. It was before me. A consequence of a previous chapter in his life. I am the current chapter - it's still being written. Like a child who has lost interest, the book remains open with a pen thrown carelessly at its side. It is up to me to weave the next line. The happily ever after."
I can't blame him for what's happened. It was before me. A consequence of a previous chapter in his life. I am the current chapter - it's still being written. Like a child who has lost interest, the book remains open with a pen thrown carelessly at its side. It is up to me to weave the next line. The happily ever after."
Maybe.
Petal P. Rose
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