By Ammie, www.excheergirl@aol.com
Date: 15 June 2000
Alone
My mind is cluttered with thoughts of confusion; if I love the one at hand then why do I miss the one I hated? When I feel that aching in my heat is it because of the present or the lashings of the past. He did nothing for me and yet my eyes fell into a deep trance unbreakable it seems to the curse bestoed upon me. Just when I've thought I found the missing link, the one to piece together a heart once broken, he's ripped the torn bandage from my healing soul and in an instance let my mind race back to a time I had finally forgotten. Unhealed wounds begin to show as new ones appear to grow untamely out of control, killing what little feelings of love I have left. As his grip loosens, I slip farther away, it's only a matter of time and I'll find myself back where I started, ALONE.
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