Ever feel like you are slowly coming conscience after a period of time, waking up to how a person you care about may really be like. How no matter how much you love them, you start to realize that everything you did to try to show them that that love that they still manage to inch away.

Its like this horrible slow death and you've realized that you've been either slowing poisoning yourself or bleeding to death and you don't know which is worse or how to handle the situation now. Do you just cut off the effect limb and cut all ties and hope your heart heals in enough time that you can live life normally again. Or do you do a last ditch effort and just throw your heart down and hope the person doesn't kick it under the sink.

*flop* I've had to much shit drop in the past week for myself to start thinking about this shit.