If you had asked me three months ago where I would be with him I would have said fighting to be with him. But to this day I am fighting against him and I am prepared to set down my gloves and walk away from everything we had.
If you asked me three months ago if I would ever block his contact or avoid him in anyway, I would have told you I loved him too much to do so. But now my hand hovers over a button I am afraid to push.
If you asked me three months ago if we would last through this I would have told you we would try. But as I look back, I see we stopped fighting for each other long before we stopped being together.
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PoetryWe will get through this life by writing all words too afraid to say All written by Caroline Kirkland
