the feeling is of being cut by a knife, you feel a little prick and some pain, then numbness as you feel the resistance kicking in, then comes the pain that cuts right thru you, even until it cuts right to the bones and the heart.

thats the feeling i'm feeling now.

behind the still, calm face, beneath the cynical mind lies a heart ravaged and savaged by this whole matter. God, grant me peace in my soul and rest on the mind. there's not been a nite gone by that i do not think of this.

just to clear things up, i'm not against them being together though you all might think so (if you did, that shows how shallow you are) i'm just disappointed with pple whose names i need not mention.

sometimes i wonder why i still remain - cynical