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I have friends in Dallas. That, and the fact I'll never miss an Old 97's show again, is good.
I realize that it will get better, but it's one of things realized when things are better, not when they are not.
It's just that...this was a very intense relationship for me. It was the most serious I really ever had, as well as the longest. I fell in love with him, and it surprised me. It hurts very much at this point because I cry at the idea that was all the time we got to have, when I would've gladly wanted more. I liked being with him. He made me happy even when he drove me insane. He was by no means perfect, but then neither was I. We sort of complemented each other. I know I will always love him, but in a way, I guess it's time to move on.Which is what I plan to do. Just somewhere else.
I met Spike three weeks after I first moved here. I've been with him ever since. Only three weeks out of my life here have I not known him. In essence, Spike is pretty much Atlanta for me. And I just refuse to nurse my broken heart when we live less than three miles apart and know all of the same people. I understand that some will see this as cowardice, but it's my decision. |
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