I hold it true, whate'er befall;I feel it, when I sorrow most;'
Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
Now that I have moved on, MA has admitted to me all the things I wanted to hear months ago. Again my heart breaks. Maybe it is just safe now, or maybe he is full of crap knowing it's too late he can say what ever he thinks I wanted to hear.
