I guess it had to come to this eventually. I was asking far too much. I wanted trust from someone who had not trusted so long that he had forgotten how…I wanted love from a man who had been hurt and rejected by the people who ought to cherish and protected him the most…And I wanted commitment from the guy who just couldn’t Part of me wants to hug you and tell you it’s not your fault. Part of me wants to tell you it is and its about time you did something about it. All of me wants to be in your arms again loving you as best as I know how.
A 40-something rediscovering life in California