Broken Heart

Dub Dub broke my heart. Sometimes people do things without really thinking. I'm still asking myself why did it happen. Was it special or was it merely the act itself? But the decesion depends on me. There is no guarantee that it will not happen again. So, I have to think a trillion times. I'm guessing that yesterday, I was in a kind of a denial. I was thinking that it did not happen and I was trying to accept it yesterday and was telling myself that it's okay and that I can move on. Last night was the only time it all sank in. I was really broken. In the back of my mind I was trying to fix things because of the time I have spent with Dub Dub and the comfort we have already established and the fear of doing it all over again. Starting over. I hope I'm sure of what I am doing. Whatever I do, I have to do it fot the right reasons. They say that a person who could afford to hurt me that much is not worthy of my love. If I think that I can be with him and forget what had happened and then just moved on. Then, that would be great. Why cry over a spilt milk. I have to forget about that things that have happened because if I do not, we will only end up begrudging him all of the time and we end up fighting.