On Jan 10th, 2019, it has been a year since I've heard from Morpheus. I haven't sent him an email or called him--nothing, no contact. After a year, I expected myself to be healed, that I wouldn't think about him much, but I talk to him every night before I go to sleep. I talk to myself. I tell myself all the bad things about him, about our relationship. But it doesn't work: I still love him, am in love with him.
No comments:
Post a Comment