He told me not to tell anyone that he cried during The Notebook. Did he cry when he broke up with me? Surely not as heavily as I did. I bet he doesn't cry everyday, just at thought of me. As I do him. He's made everything so much harder: eating, sleeping, walking, talking. Sometimes I forget to even breathe. Even thinking has become a great task of difficulty. I pray to God daily that this will just all go away. Will it ever go away? Take the pain away, Jesus. Take the pain away.
Thinking on paper.
May 21, 2009