Sunday, September 14, 2014
As simple as a change of heart
Sometimes all that's left is silence. Sometimes answers are not important anymore, when it could have just been as simple as a change of heart.
One day, maybe in the past, maybe in the near future, I have, or will stop being in love with you, and then stop loving you altogether. But will I stop caring? Should I stop caring, when it is ingrained in the survival instinct of a woman to take care of whom she loves, but it brings shots of pain to my heart to even hear your voice?