Well a coupla nights ago I was told by some-one how much they loved some-one else... Then the next night got my ass kicked by her. Not a big deal... I just feel stupid for holding onto wishful thinking... So I am moving April 15th back to NV. I feel horriable just cause I have to leave my kids behind. She took my heart and soul... Now she will have my kids as well. I can't even begin to talk of how much pain I am in anymore. I've done all I could for them and now I am drained of myself... Life has become uber lonely now. I wish for a magic pill that would make wanted or loved. Not just by her but, from family as well. If you know me you know what I mean and what I'm talking about.
"Sometimes I lay in wait. Pondering if only through my death will I then be loved? Will I be then noticed? Then I realize... the only person going to my funeral is me..."
