Here are some of the things I know about love – or even like for that matter. If a man loves a woman, he does so in person. He does not call it in, he does not use a proxy, he does not allow another man to use or touch her.
If a man believes he has found the woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with, he does not wait. He would not want to spend a single minute apart from her. He would not want to spend years of his life away from her. He would not lie to her, and string her along for the sake of an audience.
I cannot live in the past any longer as if it was the best part of me. As if the best years of my life have been lived already with nothing left.
There are some hurts, some pains, and some deceptions that I am unable to pretend did not exist. It changes your perception of a person. It alters – everything.
When a person no longer smiles, or laughs, or takes care of themselves the way they used to it is a tell, a sign. And, it is not a good one.
Anymore, every day I would rather flay the very skin off my face and body than be alive.
But, guess what. No one cares about my feelings, wants, or needs.