Falling Apart
July 24, 2012
She looks at me now…not with hate,anger, sadness, or love
just a look of lifeless expression and disinterest.
Animated and full of life are her manors when talking to another that I was not meant to see.
The loneliest time is the one in which I dare not tell a soul that my heart is broken.
I have no more laughs left in me.
Tears do fall in silence.
Still life happens… but fractured in its function, existence is all there is.
She seems more lovely by the day…my how well my absence treats her.
My mind wonders endlessly through the blackness as my world is…falling apart.
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Hang in there, bud, and keep that chin up!
Football season is right around the corner,
and then…who needs women anyway? 😉
LoL! Cheerz, UT
That reply deserves a GOLD STAR Keith!! Life goes on my friend…Just one of the down times that make the up times that much better. Thank you for the visit…Times like these truly show us our golden friends. Cheers to you as well!
Must be something in the water I declare!
I agree!
Hey, my friend…it’s been so long…I just decided to check up on you and see if you were writing anything and now find some postings of heartbreak and shifting relationships. Sorry to hear of trouble with you Stuart… Hugs… Gayle
You are a warm sight to see Gayle! Love is such a commodity that when you are surrounded by it …it is often taken for granted but when it leaves you cold the slightest bit of it makes your day.Reminds me of sun light! May you be surrounded by it and bask in it appreciated fully. Peace be with you and thank you for your visit!
Wow. I feel that I know this experience intimately. I do hope things are looking up for you since the writing of this post.
Hello! Yes, things are better now. It’s still a crazy world and I can’t change what happens in it but I have found ways to make my world my own. I am doing well and connecting with friends, laughing, and doing things that are amazing in my free time (which I somehow have quite a bit of when I’m not working). Lately I’ve been helping my dad nurse a 2 year old thoroughbred filly back to health. She’s a double bred secretariat and we might have an opportunity to race her if it turns out that the injury is only a bad stone bruise like we think!
Thank you for the visit and best wishes in statistics! Peace be with you.