Umm…
When a relationship ends, do we ever really move on? Or do we just act like we do and hope our heart and brain follows? I got to listen to my ex play guitar on the phone… and it’s horrible because it almost drove me to tears, realizing that he isn’t mine now… realizing that there is no us. Yes, we can be friends, but it’s those rediculous obstacles that could not be ignored…
Distance. He was too far. How far? Let’s just say a few states away. It wasn’t working out… and being on the phone with him just helps me realize what I’m missing, but at the same time how far away he is, and how it’s our only true method of communication. There was no physical connection and that’s what hurt it more than anything…
We were fine. I know that if we lived closer, it would work out beautifully, but what can you say?
I just had to write something. I found someone else now…. really sweet, and awesome. Closer, too. I’ll always love James…. seriously. He’s awesome in too many ways to count, but sometimes things don’t work out. That’s how life is… You simply have to accept what happens, and then take whatever’s left…
Is that the way it’s supposed to work out? =/
[Hug]
G’Night.
