Saturday, August 22, 2009
Ten years ago I was a tender 15.
I can't really say "tender" with out a grimce, or is it a chuckle?
15.. I likely had some what we'd now call..douche bag boy friend, who was 18, or maybe 19...
I probably thought I loved him too.
I wasn't tender. I was already broken, as I have been more than half my life.
I just wonder..If I could have glimpsed into the future & seen myself tonight...
Would I have laughed? Would I have cried??
I never would do anything different.. very heart break or ache or tear led me to now.
I love now.
I just occasionally wonder..Did I EVER imagine this would be my life?????