“I sacrificed, gave more than myself, and am left empty handed. A gnatted nest of yarn to untwine by myself. The repercussions of loving too much. The fear that I will never love so innocently again. Echoes of every hurt. Echoes of every self-sacrificing thing I did for you, Echoes of the way you repay my love. Echoes of a love screaming out for you, resounding in nothingness. “
– Michelle

Posted by: Karen
December 27th, 2005
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