Friday, October 9, 2009

Nowhere Near

"I'm not as strong as you give me credit for, right and wrong have ceased to mean
much to me; I was coming back anyway. Before Rosalie told me the news, I was already past
trying to live through one week at a time, or even one day. I was fighting to make it through
a single hour. It was only a matter of time–and not much of it–before I showed up at your
window and begged you to take me back."

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