perhaps he does not
love me as he once did or
perhaps he never
loved me as I thought he did —
I cannot see in or out
Day 12
12 Thursday Apr 2018
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This captures so well that spiraling thought process, and the impossibility of fully knowing another’s mind.
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I used to think you can never understand a marriage from the outside. Now I know you cannot understand it from the inside either! 🙂
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