Musings of a Winter Wren

Thursday, May 06, 2004

NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH, SO HELP ME GOD

I called him this morning, across eight time zones. I told him that I don’t love him the way he deserves to be loved. I told him that he should be with someone who adores him, someone who appreciates all that he does. I told him that someone is not me. I told him I want a divorce. It was like strangling innocent baby rabbits with my bare hands. I have been crying all night and it sounds like seagulls being shot out of the sky.

These next couple of days are going to be rough.