Thursday, 16th July 2009
I was weak. I shouldn't have done it, but I made love with Noah one last time. The way he looked at me when he found me sitting on the bench in the garden...
For a moment, I thought—
But, I've been here before, thought the same things before, and I was disappointed that time too. There's no hope. It was wrong of me to give in, but I needed one last memory - a chance to say goodbye.
I wish I could regret being that selfish, but I can't. It was beautiful. I will never forget it - even if, in the coming months, I really want to.