Would it change us, for me to let her know?
\nWould it end this depression, this hurt and loathing
\nthat I have inflicted on myself of late?<\/p>\n
Would it drive her away, make her so nervous and
\nuncomfortable that she’d never want to see me again?
\nWould I lose her forever?<\/p>\n
I doubt that there’s even a question.
\nIt always pushes itself out of me.
\nIt always demands to be known.<\/p>\n
And I’m leaving her for a better job.
\nI’m leaving everyone that I know.
\nI’m leaving her.<\/p>\n
This makes me nauseous.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Would it change us, for me to let her know? Would it end this depression, this hurt and loathing that I have inflicted on myself of late? Would it drive her away, make her so nervous and uncomfortable that she’d … Continue reading