I just wish that occasionally I would have the bottle to say what I really feel instead of just storing it up in some crazy place. Cos if I had the gumption I would tell my ..... what I really thought of him and for how long I have felt that way.. ( A very long time)But hey the minute he said he was happy that was when I had to back off, he had found a new love - I had my chance and blew it.. Life can stink at times.
So now I must continue on this pathetic journey without the love of my life.
Sometimes shit happens but mostly we chose it by our inability to act. A painful lesson as it takes out the probability factor of chance and just leaves the mess thats randomly left behind when shit really does happen. I feel as if I am left with the chicken - egg syndrome. Ho Hum...
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