COMING WINTER 2014
Three years ago I walked away from the only man I’d ever loved. I left him an empty shell, shattered by a tradegy that broke us both. Now I’m living but barely breathing. Everyday I become less and less whole, consumed by guilt and pain. I live with each agonizing breath, but my hearts not beating. I pretend I’m happy, I smile on cue, but then when I’m about to say yes-to give into living a lie forever, there he appears again. I can’t run any longer even if he’s still lost at the bottom of a bottle. I’m lost. Barely breathing. Then his touch brings me back to life, but can we forgive one another for breaking perfection?