I don't put my heart out here much (if ever really). It's the one thing I like to keep private, but today I came across the blog posting of a Twitter friend, and I just had to share with you the simple comic. I lived it and my heart bled it. Every single detail. For eight !#%$ing years. That's over now. The conclusion was perhaps more dramatic than this comic shows. (And people wonder why I didn't date much for so many years.) It's hard to date or love anyone when someone else has held the key for so long. While I know too well the pain of death and heartbreak, for a brief moment this year I thought the sickening pain of unrequited would end forever. A brief moment's delicate kiss, halting and real, erased any memory of the pain. For that brief moment I lived the life of the person I've always wanted to be.



UPDATED: I just realized that I was removed even from his friends on Facebook! WTF!

Labels: Dating, Justin Schuck