i dont know. i am not a writer. or an intellect. im just me. and i am under-reacting, again. i always imagine how moments will be before they happen, how i will feel when she gets off the plane, when he yells at me again, another temper tantrum, another fist bump. but when the actual event occurs, its not as big as i imagined in my head.
is that why i am not crying right now?
Posted on Sunday July 19th
