Sigh.
Don’t mind me.
Just me ranting on again about love.
I’ve written about it before.
About how I’ve given up on love…..the two times I have been in love… one time to a heterosexual male and one time a a person who later went on to commit suicide.
I still somewhat have the “first love” person in my life. He is a friend on facebook. He is now married.. has 3 children. Lives a sucessful life in a major metro city not too too far from me. And I am still hung up on him. Try as I might I cannot shake my feelings for him.
I still remember everything about him, as if it was frozen in time...30 years ago or so. I know it is wrong, and I know time stands still for no man. And I know that obviously a heterosexual man is not going to share the same feelings that I have for him… even though we are still friends.
But still… it is depressing.
Don’t mind me, it is late, I am depressed. And I just needed to rant.