Everytime I look back at the old photos there is a churning in the pit of my stomach. I hate you for what you've destroyed. The perfection that was once there is gone. I look forward to the new memories but I feel sick recalling what is gone. What we once had and you ruined it. All the precious moments and happy times are tainted with lies and hate. Its like every eminem love song. We build each other up and then tare each other down. Hate as much as we love. Is this how it should be? I remember once when I could not think a bad thought of you. To me you shined with a light of perfection. Now the light has dulled and grayed. I only wish I could fix what has been broken and find what we used to again.
January 4, 2011