Hold me down

So I decided as of step one was to take my ring off.
I'm crying like a psycho right now.

Me being married is like breathing.
It was my life, it WAS my life.

When I wake up tomorrow I will take my ring off and I will start this letting go process. I'm in so much pain.
He will never know my pain, and I know for certain SHE will never know my pain.
I bet the fuckin farm she has never felt pain like this before. She has never felt the pain of her husband leaving her for someone else. The pain of her husband telling her its all her fault (he hasnt done that in so many words), the pain of knowing and feeling that you cant breathe and your drowning in your own sorrow. The pain of her husband telling her he doesnt love her. She's got fuckin easy street.

She's got my husband, the kind and gentle man I fell in love with. The man who is considerate and compassionate to those he loves.

The ones he doesnt love. Well fuck them. Kick them to the fucknig curb.

I cried a lot tonight. I cried a lot out in public.
I cried in the restroom of a bar.
I'm crying now.

I'm taking off my wedding band and engagement ring tomorrow..

Tomorrow I stop breathing.