Two years and it's happened again. I should have know. Totally crushed, I sit and weep...

Why do I still care?

It's because you know...you're sooo unhappy.

To simply believe...

At some point you hope you realize no amount of tears will make anything better.

And yet you cry.

"It is not difficult to deceive the first time, for the deceived possesses no antibodies; unvaccinated by suspicion, she overlooks lateness, accepts absurd excuses, permits the flimsiest patching to repair great tears in everyday life."-John Updike

Everyone wants to know why I won't let you go. Well the truth is, I know that if I walk away, you won't come after me.

Mayhap one person could be enough and bring you happiness.