The Doubt

My darling,

Tonight I hate you. I think you are a coward and I firmly believe you’ll never change.

Why? Because you took the cowardly route every time. You’re taking the cowardly route even now. Also because I’ve been drinking 12-year Glenfiddich tonight and that’s never good for filtering.

Tonight nothing will never be right. And the reality is that’s true. How to integrate that? How to go on knowing that? How to move through that and bit lose myself in it?

There is no love tonight.

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