Hearth

I don't know how I feel about this right now. It's like it was there but it wasn't, or it wasn't there but I just couldn't accept it. Try denial. How does one distinguish between love over deep affection? Maybe I just can't let go, or maybe I'm just too afraid to deal with it. It seems I keep postponing it -- after the trip, after this weekend, etc.

I'm sorry my love, I've run out of excuses.