May 28, 2008

The story of me

Do you know what my biggest problem is and always will be? Doubt. Self-doubt at that! It drives me crazy because in my mind I know it's crazy, but heart just can't let go.

She was not ready, and had been a fool to believe that she was. As soon as she walked through the threshold a curtain of despair fell over her, dark and nasty. She followed him to his room, trying to ignore the twist in her chest, but it clung to her, digging deeper with each step she took. And he noticed. He left her alone so that he could change, and she couldn't help the tears that fell as she sat there on the bed, doubtful, her heart breaking.

scullerymaid at 10:57 p.m.

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