Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
The mistake that Miles said I would live to regret was back in my home and my bed. Yes, I had taken him back, only to repeat a very unpleasant cycle. His pledging and promises of change had reeled me back in. His tongue was spread with honey, and his mind was filled with hostility, but I allowed him to return. He was persuasive without appearing controlling, leading one to believe that you were the one making the decisions. I was skeptical but went against my intuition and gave it another shot. To this very moment, I cannot explain why I gave in to his empty promises.