How is it that you have forgotten me? some days I wish I could forget too because the pain and your silence is so hard to bear.some days I can't help but remember different thoughts all through the day that tear at my heart and make my soul bleed and
I''m still confused. I've always been confused about love. Does that mean I never had real love? My love was real anyway. Maybe "real" should be replaced by "healthy." But my guess is I'll be confused by healthy love, too, since I never had it.