Tuesday, July 13, 2004

sorry you are who you are

I'm sorry I can see you for who you truly are. I see your truth and your soul. And I don't like it.

I don't know how I ever did.

It frightens me that I can be such a horrible judge of character. That I could have allowed someone to blind me with the words, with their "love" and with their lies. Love cannot exist in such a dry and remote desert that is his heart. love cannot touch him because he shuts it out.

Only when love is gone completely does he show any emotion. Any feeling. Any sign of life on that foreign planet that is him.
posted by Kellie @ 10:23 AM |


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