Hateful

I don’t even know what to think anymore. Nor do I understand what’s going on in my hearts and theirs. Who’s to blame? Me? Them? This thought sets my heart in turmoil again and then another pushes its way through. Why find fault? There really is no point to play the blame game.

Who started it? What happened on between? If there’s no point to playing the blame game then why does questions like that come up over and over again.

How do we fix it? This one question does not confound me. Because there is only one answer.

We don’t. I don’t. I can’t. Because the hurts run too deep, the pain stings everyday and the tears doesn’t stop coming.

Should we talk it over?

But what is there to say anymore. You made your choice and I stood by meekly and watched it happen.

The end.