Blemish

The car was re-tinted last week. The tint was rippling and we had a 5-year warranty, so I asked him & he agreed to come along. Unfortunately some glue spilled on the steering wheel. I wiped it clean with lotion, but some blemish remained. Aptly so.

Once the heart is broken, once hurt happened, the scar will be there forever.

A forever reminder.

Everything that happened, happened for a reason.

Oh GOSH there were SOOOO MANY signs!

I had been too in love, or too trusting, or too foolish to not see them.

Now that my rose-tinted glasses are off, I can see these again.

He is not as appealing as he seemed before.

Our marriage is not as loving, or interesting, or of any value anymore.

It is what it is, really.

We live and we learn.

and we will survive this onslaught.

Once all this is over he would realise:

how much I had loved him,

how much I tried to be my best self for him,

and how much I bloody cared.

I will not participate in any further foolishness. No more.

Goodbye, and good luck!