ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY FIVE

I have gotten so used to having Bless in my life that her absence has been heard and felt. I can't pick up my phone and call her simply because she is angry with me, even if l try to explain myself the fact of the matter is that there is evidence. As misleading as it is, it is still evidence. 

If the roles were reversed, l would need time for myself to deal with the situation in a way l see fit. Time to think everything through before making room in my heart to hear the other side of the story, if there is another side

But Bless is not like me, she need constant reassurance. But l do not have it in me to run after her, explaining my side of the story. She should be able to trust me enough to know that l would never do anything like that behind her back, no less with Matthew. The man who when l think about our first encounter made me feel worthless.