Rather, it's what would have been my wedding day, had I chosen to stay.
He's been in my head alot lately. That's not unusual.
This year is better than years past, though.
Sometimes I wonder... will I ever move on? Or am I doomed to be shackled to ghosts and memories for the rest of my life? Feeding off the sour husks of what was once a great love?
I left it behind for what I thought was something better... Maybe I was deceived.
Though I see the damage it caused, I still want it back, somehow. My glory days were in your arms, C.
God, help me to overcome this. I don't want to be a prisoner of the past anymore.
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