Monsoon

Crying. Cried at work. Cried in the car on the way home. Cried when I got home. Cried in the bathroom. Crying right now and drinking. My head should be mildewed by now. One day. One day to grieve and then back to smiling through the pain. It hurts so much. It shouldn't but god it does. I really don't want to talk. I'm tired of it all. I had a fling. I said I didn't want a damned fling! I invested time and energy and what did I get? Dumped like a used condom and flushed away. *sigh* The pain is unbearable. I want to sleep. Maybe when I wake up, this will all have been a realistic nightmare..