I dreamed of an old flame last night. Mmmm, actually it was more of a haunting. It was mostly sweet and nostalgic, until the end: I was looking down at this man who once held me, holding another woman.
Having a partner, I think, is one of the most wonderful parts of life. The support and the secrets and the feeling that his body is yours. What a painful process it is, recognizing when it's over and letting him go. Time and distance can heal that wound but how much time does it take?
How do you cope with the loss of a love?
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Trying to not let "him" hurt anymore than he has. "He" has already caused enough pain and does not deserve to cause anymore. What gives "someone" the right to stay in someone's heart and head when they don't belong. "He's" had his fun and has done his damage-ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
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