2004-01-23 - 8:58 a.m.

i had this love once. it was fascinating, it was educational, it was moving, it was comforting.

it was the kind that made you think of babies and old people holding hands, still in love. it was so convincing. it was so reassuring.

but that is what it is...it was.

its now a burden, and a constant reminder of mistakes. its now endless nights of contemplating what ifs and dreams of reconciliation. its dialing his number and not hitting send. it is hell. it is an empty bed. it was a love once.