confusion reigns again. her confusion has become my confusion. her pain has become my pain. of things that were and things that could be. the disparity is great between what was and can be but not uncrossable. i fear that i will hurt her more if we are to continue. despite all that i have said and gripe about her, deep down something has taken root. it was so close to being uprooted from my life but now, the seeds have reconcilation have been planted.
