Today is the birth day of my misery

How can I wish him happy birthday, when all he's brought me is misery. 

The worst pain and heartache of my life.

I can't even reach the safety of my own apartment each day before the tears overwhelm my strength. Every day I close my front door and crumple to the floor crying. Un-ending. It's all I can do to keep afloat and tie this mask on day after day.

To pretend to be OK.

To pretend that I don't need him

To pretend that I'm getting better

To pretend that I'm starting to hate him

Wishing I could hate him

Wishing I could forget him

"What good is a love... that no one shares

And if my life... is like the dust that hides the glow of a rose

then what good am I"

Can't this be like Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind?

I want it erased.

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