Torn

I feel torn apart. There is so much wisdom to this year. I am so tired, but I keep playing The Book of Love on the guitar, and staying up and feeling and feeling. It has been 9 months and I still feel torn inside. The end of a marriage, this is huge. It has torn me apart. I am coming to an acceptance of this part of my life being over. It was an awful marriage. We had a bad partnership. But it was still a marriage and I loved it. And I do love it. Somehow, this dynamic with Boy was a perfect dynamic for me to have during this year. I worked through the death of my marriage through that dynamic. I don't think he understands what was going on. I am just beginning to understand it.