Pain floods my ever being as my heart is broken in two. I did not know my words could hurt her so. How could I have known? I will admit I am afraid of when what we have is over I will be just another one of her stupid ex's. I could not carry the load of worry and fear that the thought brought. When I voiced my worries she accused me of never loving her and of me not wanting to be with her. I denied it, told her I loved her and now she will not speak with me. What am I to do?

I close me journal. Looking up at my surroundings I wonder how I could not remember coming here. I stand, walk over and place my journal under a log promising I will be back to get it. I glance around me searching for a way out. I take off running. I run until I find a clearing then collapse onto the ground exhausted.