Friday, March 30, 2012

morning

I wake up every morning like the last with constant thought, hope even, that something changes. Maybe in actually i am hoping for the  morning the comes less the thought of her, or how to make her happy, of how she ill treats me. But what can i do>?  There is no pill of satisfaction to get over here, and time is a better cure as it takes to long asn leaves such scare.  I just want it done, like now. 

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