It been months since I publish anything but every so often I get inspired to write a few words but then save it in my draft folder. It gets locked away in the vault of feelings and emotions that were felt but never spilled.
On March 24th, 2013 at 4:53pm I wrote the following:
It’s been a tough day to say to the least. I feel like my heart shattered into a million pieces. As I sat there and listened to what he was saying, I could not believe my ears. With every word uttered, a piece of my heart broke off, by the end of the conversation I was left feeling empty. It’s sad when you hear things about your life from a third-party. I know I shouldn’t believe everything I hear but the person who told me has nothing to gain by lying to me and I know the source. It’s not the first time I hear those things, it just hurts more every time.
It breaks my heart just re-reading my words. I guess you don’t need water to feel like you’re drowning. Something to think about…
My Choices, My Life... 