Note

Parts of this blog have been fictionalized. 9. As it was created through the halls of the mind in the grasp of psychosis.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

The love of my life, and he's going to turn into a few phone calls a year.

One of my former friends told me a long time ago that this was better--four years--instead of wasting ten, and he was still doing it with one of his ex-lovers.

Still in my consciousness, do the phone calls matter?

You expending energy on a ghost, a man never there.

A relationship never was.

An idea never put into reality.

A model never made into stone.

This is our story, the heartbreak story, the love story. The full story. You always.

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