from the start i knew things werent going to work out but i wanted it anyways,gradually things got worse, fighting was an understatement. soon the yelling went to accusing then to hitting. I ignored family, didnt talk to friends and stayed completely alone on the inside.The person I loved and trusted the most became my worst enemy.What was once my best friend taught me the hardest leason of all,how to hate. The more time that went on the number I became. nightmares finally made me smarten up. It was hard to give up a best friend and a soulmate I had known since I was so young, the strength I had was for my children even though they loved you dearly, I knew sooner or later they would see the fighting ,see the pain, and the thought of that I couldnt take. Now we see each other and its like it was a bad dream that i couldnt wake up from.The feelings are still there same as they were before and the kids love you now more than ever but a giant wall will permanetly seperate me and you, its sad at times , I even lay alone and cry sometimes for the lonliness I feel and the reality that hits me everytime your around,that no matter what happens deep down we know it will always be about us.
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