by theoncomingstorm
no idea how many time I read this, so raw and filled with emotion. Like a punch, I can almost feel the aching,
I'm with Tod...read it a lot, feeling awash in sorrow myself... what is life but a jumble of missed and taken chances...heartache and happiness... pain and gain...
You write beautifully, Storm. Please remember how many people read and take great pleasure in what you write. And oh, by the way, sometimes happily. Maybe the problem is not in you. Fuck him.
Out of everything I've written this was the hardest for me, the most emotional piece I've written, and I felt as I inked it out that a piece of my soul was flowing through my pen to be eternally merged with the paper as if I was etching my soul out. It's a piece that made me face reality and stop hoping for one of the few things I so desperately crave.