I asked her lastnight.....

I asked her what she was conserned about and her answer was "nothing". I think that says it all. It sums up all of my fears and heartaches into one word. She wants to continue to live like nothing is wrong. Just smile and act happy. Well I can't. I need someone to pull the knife out of my back. Every day the wound gets more infected and festers into something bigger. If she doesen't pull it out soon I will have to do it myself, and I think that would break my heart more than anything she could do. I don't want to but I can't live like this. I can't live waiting for a phone call.