And life comes to a halt
"I need time," she said, and snatched away the land from beneath my feet.
Just a few days ago, it was all fine... there was love all around, we were all that we ever wanted. There were dreams, and promises of forever.
I hate to admit it, but I think I am on the verge of another break up...
I thought I had done my time. I thought all that was to come back to me because the world is round had come and gone.
I guess not. The game goes on.
This is my life, my penance.
Why, why oh why did I have to make that phone call...
I just called her to say I love her.
God...
posted by Once the Conman at 6:56 PM
9 Comments:
love. love hurts.
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Thanks,
Sonny M.
take care hon..
y dont u try for a guniess record of maximum break ups con ...
So sorry 4 u - hope everything works out 4 the best
Wow, sounds like every break up I've had. You'll pull through, tough it out.
Good luck, sport.
I know just what you mean. hang in there.
search n explore other lands..get smart after 24 breakups .
Who are you anonymous? You even keep an accound of my break ups....
God!!!!!!!!!!!! HELP ME!!!!!!!!
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