Sometimes you feel tragic
I was never the price that you would keep. I’m 42 and haven’t seen my kids in 10 years. I don’t blame her for not inviting me to any celebrations, I’ve never been the best for them. Even though, we were never legally separated.
I told her “I don’t know how to be the one for you when you’re not near me”. She travelled a lot. But she knew one thing, how to raise our two children, they are geniuses. The best thing I ever did.
She was full of passion for them. At night, when I would fall asleep with the wine bottle in my hands, I would think that she loved them because she found a piece of me in them, the one she fell in love with. I was a terrible husband, always wanting her for myself, never sharing her with the world. But that was me, a scared dog.
I still love her, living in the sheets of whoever wants to get between them. Her crooked teeth that I loved so much still suck out of me every feeling I have left. But that’s the way I like it. I didn’t know how to show her that she was the only one for me when she was not near me. I don’t blame her, I burned every wall that kept our love inside.
She had so many possibilities not to be alone, to be free. I just wanted to live where my soul would win her redemption.
May 24, 2009 3:34 pm
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Foarte pizdă tema asta. FOARTE pizdă.
Altfel, căcat.
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