Silence Is Not Golden 2 - Blame
Patt
Whom can I blame for hurting this wonderful man?
Who can I go to for breaking his heart?
I believed something that was unbelievable, and yet, I still listened.
And in doing this, I broke this sweet man's heart.
There's no one to blame but me.
I'm the biggest dumb ass that was ever put on the face of the earth.
I can only hope that he'll forgive me.
I really need to see someone about some of these issues of self-worth.
I can't keep doing this to Blair.
Promises will be made and kept.
We'll never again believe something that someone else says.
It has to come from one of our mouths for it to be true.
He's walking in the door right now. Shit! I don't even know what to
say.
I put my head in my hands and just sit there on the sofa.
What is there to say?
I fucked up big time.
He walks over and asks me if I love him.
I never expected that to be the first thing out of his mouth.
So, like the dumb ass that I am, I just nodded my head.
He then said very softly, "Prove it."
Hot damn, this man can do more in looking at me than most can with anything.
When he says certain things, it goes right to my cock.
I take him upstairs and I do indeed prove that I love him.
He has no doubt.
He'll never doubt me again.
I won't doubt him either.
He's in my arms now and I'm thanking God that he's still here.
I could have lost him.
I would have died.
I love him.
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