I have had some great relationships with men in my life. When I was young I had a bofriend that loved me so much. I could feel the intensity in my soul. I loved him back just as much. He wanted to marry me and I guess my reservations included his lack of commitment to the Church. He had a child with a previous girlfriend, he chewed tobacco, had smoked pot, etc. Although. . . he loved me so much and I him.
I went to visit him one weekend after he had moved hours away to play football at antoher college. I remember staying in a motel and he held me and we cried all night long knowing that we were not going to be together.
I think about how Scott left and I wish it could have been more like this experience from my past. Instead, he wrote me a harsh letter on Monday, slept in my same bed two nights and woke up and left.
I wish Scott had emotion. This is the hardest part for me. Not one drop of emotion from a man who has lived through so many difficutlt things. He is incapable of feeling. Such a waste of a body.
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