Take another little piece of my heart now baby. That's how I've been feeling all day. Just like the Janice Joplin song. I correct myself. It's how I feel a LOT of the time.
My husband is a good man. He's a hard worker. He doesn't drink, fool around with other women, or God forbid, beat me. (I can't say the same about my first husband.) What he does sometimes almost feels worse.
He ignores me.
I wonder how many pieces of a person's heart can be taken before there isn't any heart left to give?
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I could probably say a whole ton of things right now, none of them appropriate or helpful... so I'll just leave it at this...
((((hugs))))
Hmmmm.
hugs to you my friend
That's tough. I would hate that.
many...then none
So sorry. I do know the feeling, though. Add drinking to my man's list. Big hugs to you. Sorry I haven't been around much, but I HAVE been thinking about you.
Swing your shirt over your head and demand some damn attention! ;-P
(((hugs))) to you. Thinking of you!
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