The head was splitting today. In fact it started last week, but I bit my lips and ignored it. And it exploded yesterday. I think the upset the night before did me in. Well, anyway it should be the last time I get upset over HIM.

By the time tomorrow rolls along everything will be laid to its final resting place. No more tears, no mor hopes, no more dreams. No more illusions. Much as I am reluctant to, HE will become a part of my history only. A reluctant history.

Head spins.