Is it weird that I already know what I’m saying to him on Christmas? Is it any less weird that I quoted Love Actually to a dude?
I just spent the last 20 minutes letting myself cry alone in the dark in my room. Now it’s time to dust myself off and go meet up with my friends for a mid week night out.
I hope I got it all out. I don’t want them to know how much this is hurting. I don’t want them to know how much I’ve questioned my decision to cut him out of my life. I don’t want them to know I can’t think about his face without breaking down. I want to be strong.
But I’m just so sad.
I finally told him that it’s over. At least the way things are. To quote myself, “I’m done. Until I’m the only one you want, I’m done. I can’t do today again. ” (Today being a long story I don’t want to get into.
I’m sad but I’m proud of myself.
At least our last time was good. We “made love.”
Is this real life??
Suck it, haters. We belong. And we’re going to take the whole thing.