What is in front of my eyes? A blank screen, an unnerving quiet, shattered only by the colors dancing in front of my eyes. I realize these are the colors of my screams. Colors vibrant enough to blind...

A relationship - if that is what it's called - is supposed to make one feel special. Cherished. Cared for. Not on tenterhooks at all times. Not wondering and questioning all the time.

What am I doing here? Why am I subjecting myself to this? For the proverbial rainbow? That one act of gentleness after many of inflicting pain?

Today, the title of my blog reflects my being far deeper than I thought - or intended it to.

Today, I'm sad.