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Post by Plaisir Durante (R) on Apr 5, 2008 12:36:28 GMT -5
Somehow I’d made it to my carriage and inside, though the trip was unknown to me as all I could do was cry. Great, wracking sobs that made it almost impossible to breathe took me.
At some point I realized the carriage had stopped, though who knows for how long, and I left it to seek the sanctuary of my house. Though there was no peace there as everything just seemed harsh and unwelcoming for the pain inside me and the pain I knew I’d caused him.
I stumbled to my bedroom and made for the bed, but stopped at dashed to the wash room where I was violently ill. Afterward, I drug myself back to the bedroom, but I avoided the bed to curl up on the chaise by the window. I felt broken and hopeless in a way I’d never imagined possible. Never had I thought loving someone could be so devastating.
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