that's just one of my doves.
I think I've explained this once before but just to be on the safe side I will give a quick run down
when im staring into space its like I'm sitting on a park bench feeding Doves.
each Dove is a thought, a worry, a stray emotion, a fantasy, a dream, a terror, etc...
if I'm asked what I'm thinking those Doves Scatter. trying to describe one out of the chaotic flock doesn't work.
right now there are more doves then normal... hundreds of Doves pecking away.
I keep asking myself what I'm thinking and I'm struggling for answers.
First and foremost I'm dealing with a Broken heart... AGAIN.
I feel anger for the people that are hurting over this.
I'm angry at the people who got over it like it was nothing.
I'm Angry with the people, the Person that used me for a devious end.
I'm scared that person is still capable of doing harm to my life.
I'm Paranoid about every action everyone makes around me more then normal.
I'm questioning EVERYTHING that's happened between now and 12 years ago.
I'm Happy for people that have had good things happen to them in the wake up my betrayal.
I'm Paranoid about how my wife is acting, scared that being honest with her was the wrong choice.
I'm Scared of Losing my wife.
the very next Dove that crosses my line of site doesn't want to be with my wife.
I'm Happy that people affected by my insanity have gotten over it so quickly.
yes I did just counter-dict myself at least 3 times.
I want to be Happy, but its not aloud... not this time.
I'm Stuck with the cards of been delt.
and right now I wish I had used Butterflies for this metaphor because Doves move to fucking fast....
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