I think my life would be a lot easier if I was not in love with him. Before it was hard, but at least I found comfort in my secrecy. Now, he knows and as I sit imagining our life together, I doubt if our lives will ever co-exist. Yearning is more painful than grief. Yearning provides a sense of hope that gnaws and baits. Grief is a definite state of coping. Never would have imagined how in love I would be. My heart is waiting to begin breaking apart... until I hear his voice.
Confession posted on 08/23/2003