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Tuesday, November 02, 2004

"why do chicks continue to get back together with their exes? it
didn't work out the first time (in far too many cases, a second, third,
fourth...) what makes them think things will be different?"

Yeah that was weird. But I think I closed the final chapter this past weekend. It was the saddest thing I've had to do, but it was the only thing that could happen. I look upon things fondly and even one day might be able to be friends, but right now I need time to heal. It took 8 full months for him to finally be able to be honest with me about his life, but I'm glad he did. I'm glad he let me go and for that I can be truly thankful to him. I'm not scared to be in love anymore. I loved him so much, and because I did I understood and know I can move on. He will always be scared of love and he will never be able to be loved. I think that's the saddest thing a person can do to themselves. All of this was his choice. He's the one who feels he deserves to suffer from the past and he's the only one who can change that. I just told him that I loved him and that I was there if he ever needed anything. It hurt, but for none of the reasons I thought it would. I hurt for him, not for me, because face it, I've lived this long, nothing is going to stop me now.



♥Oh, so vintage... 10:10 PM


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