The Sticky Wicket

This is a story of a girl. A girl who had met the boy, fell in love, was asked, accepted, and made the plans - only to be told 4 years later that it had been a good ride. This is the story of a heartbreak. And the possible rebuilding of Rome from the ashes.

Monday, June 27, 2005

DCS

DCS, my intended husband to be, has broken my heart. Stolen all that is good and wonderful in my life from me. Taken all that is "home" to me away, because he was home for me. My life is but a ruined burnt out shell. I want him to be happy, but the price he feels is necessary for his "happiness" is my ruination.

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