Gut…

Damn, damn the circumstance. My GUT rarely steers me wrong.

Frighteningly accurate intuition I suppose, at least when it involves someone close to me who I care deeply about.

God, sometimes I wish I could be wrong. But…no.

Instead I have to learn to deal and move on.

Some people are not who we think they are, despite loving them so.

Or even worse, some people are who they are, but don’t realize the magnitude of ME loving them so.

I hate realizing this. I really am not fond of feeling this way twice in the same week. Thank GOD this week is over.


Whatcha talkin' bout Willis?