I guess it’s over
At the risk of sounding cliché… that’s the way the cookie crumbles.
After seven months of something new, I’ve found myself back where I started. Single. And surprisingly, I’m okay with that.
I could try to explain it a million different ways, but the simple truth is it just wasn’t working. Of course, until recently, I was oblivious to that. I thought things were okay. But apparently I was wrong. He wants to do his own thing. Not be committed to anyone. Not have to take someone else’s feelings into consideration. And I can’t fault him for that. Does it suck a little? Well, yeah. But that’s life. You can’t make someone feel something they don’t.
I don’t think it was a waste of time and I’m not mad. We had a lot of fun together and made a lot of memories that still make me smile. We didn’t fight. We don’t dislike each other. We’re just not together anymore. And unless something changes drastically, I doubt we ever will be.
The strange thing is I haven’t shed a single tear. Me. The girl who wears her heart on her sleeve. Maybe that’s a sign. I’ve been through worse and survived just fine. C’est la vie.