10th June, 2008
This Was When I Remembered
I guess it’s a bit of an improvement, but not by much. See, this past weekend was the weekend that I had planned to take SB to the Renaissance Faire as his birthday gift (for his birthday back in April). I was going to go all out; rent the car, hotel room, costume, etc. Well, since I knew we were falling out, I canceled the plans. I lost a bit of money, about $17, half the price of the costume, but that was it. I’m surprised that I didn’t remember that it was this past weekend until today.
Good, no? Well, yes and no I suppose. Yes because I didn’t remember, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t remember other things. I’m noticing more and more that there are a few things that I do now that he did. Not good, right? Also, when I’m having a conversation with someone, I’ll remember something that has him in it and I just refer to him as “a friend.” I want to be able to stop talking about him, thinking about him, and all that jazz.
What puzzles me is that I’ve done so much and yet, I’m still the same. What more do I have to do? I’m done with him. I’m not talking to him, I’m not doing anything that would put me in that position to feel hurt, except I am.
And now… I’m just tired.
Tags: SB
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