I hate the internet. And I love the internet.
There are two side to every story. They seem to conflict. But really they do not. In a nutshell it is all angst, anger, and symmetry.
I loved a man. So very deeply. I would have died for him. In fact, a part of me did.
He loved me. And I believe he felt the same. But a moment of insecurity made him ask me to do something that I could never do and will not abide.
So, now it is over and we are both hurt.
Strangly symbiotic isn't it?
Here's to broken hearts.
And,
to lessons learned.
