The Watcher
cereal addict
I was married so young, and at 27 years old, I'm completely unprepared for a broken heart. For better or worse, with all the associated guilt, I fell in love with her. I believed everything. Unquestioning, I just....believed her. I believed her when she said I would see her again, that she would sing to me like she did in my dream, that she would kiss my nose again, that she would always be there for me. So this is how people become so cynical and cold as they get older. I always wondered.....wondered what could happen that would turn otherwise good people into ones so skeptical and afraid. Now I know. I see the people around me and the way they look at me...some judging, most just worried. I hate this feeling of being trapped. They say time heals all wounds. I hope it's true. I can't imagine living like this for one more second. Besides the ache and emptiness it leaves me with, it's so unfair to the one person I'm supposed to be devoting my whole self to.
