By deevaa
Date: 18 March 2001

I could hear him bleeding as words wounded.

I listened to my lover being attacked with words last night.

All I could do was cup the phone closer to my ear, silently sending my love to him, silently lending him my strength as tears rolled down both our cheeks.

I wanted to scream at her, I wanted to hate her, I wanted to hurt her with my words too, but my anger won't help, she is lashing out from fear of being alone. There is nothing I can do that can help that. I've learnt that being happy with who you are alone, as a single person, is the only way that you can grow in a relationship.

You must understand, I haven't stolen her man, they broke up well before I came along, I just took away her security blanket.  She believes that because he likes her enough to show her  affection, that maybe she is ok after all - If he likes her, then maybe she can like herself.

I don't want her to be cold and alone, but I do want her to know she doesn't need a blanket.
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