December 2009
1 post
Dear (her name here),
I finally get it. Your caveat was fair and ahead of time. You’re dark and damaged. You hurt people. That’s what you do. Good for you. Bad for me.
Yet you still have the benefit of my doubt. There are still reaches of my belief that refuse to yield. You are more than you want to give away. I’m well aware that you can go the rest of your life completely impenetrable. ...