Monday, July 11, 2011

And So It Ends

With sadness on my end. With possible indifference on yours. With me wishing I could take everything back, yet fearing what else  I may be capable of saying. Knowing this is best for you. Hoping it's best for me. Knowing I will live through it, but wanting to sleep until I get to that point. Weary of your unkindness, of my unkindness, of man's inhumanity to man, of the cruel cliche that is hurting the ones we claim to love.

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