Well this story will be rather short. But today I finally told her it has to end if she can't see a future for us, then we're just perpetuating the lies trying to avoid reality that we can't be together. I barely remember much of what went on, it's all sort of a huge blur of emotions. But I do know that she was sick, having a really bad day, tired, and I made her cry ... a lot.
Right now I sorta just wish I could crawl up in a hole and die.
Right now I sorta just wish I could crawl up in a hole and die.
I'm sorry that it ended up that way. We always hope and wish for the best and a lot of times, we have to be ready for whatever that may end up being.