So for months I was hung up.
For months I was putting my whole heart into something that eventually went awry.
I asked for nothing more then time.
Every day that passed I got more desperate for that time I needed.
Sure I got a little crazy, but I AM a little crazy.

Eventually after being strung along for months.
I was dropped.
For the third time in this friendship, we have parted ways.
I am not ok.

Make no mistake this is not about my Mate....but about a partner.
A partner who comes back into my life time after time to break my heart and walk away.

And yet.....I still love em.
Yet....I would still let them back into my life. Over and over again.
So painful.

So art has been slow cause of this turmoil in my life. I hope once I recover I can be more productive.