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A page in the diary "Steve the Diary"
Written by winterrain 30. Oct 2007 02:13 AM
He made me smile, made my heart sing, made me see things a different way.
He made me happy to be me, his family welcomed me as one of them and as was safe from mine.
He was, and is, the one.
Now - he makes me cry, makes every day hard to get through, makes me want to just sit and cry his name until he returns to me - but he won't.
He has given me questions and doubts and shattered my heart so completely, yet still he owns it.
My life revolves around him no matter how much I try to push away - like a whirlpool I get dragged back down again, into the depths of him.
I miss him, not all the time, but a good portion of it.
And he destroys me and I let him - even though he doesn't know he does it anymore - because he doesn't know I exist.