Sometimes I want to laugh at myself for allowing myself to inflict such torture on myself. Self-inflicted torture. I never had anything to do with you, yet my heart yearns so much for you. You who lives oceans apart in your snowy globe. And you who lives down the sunny under.
I have never had anything remotely close to a 'relationship' beyond friendship with these two men, and I am hurting.
I guess I finally can see the humour in this situation.
I don't really find it that amusing, but I'm laughing.
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