your keys are in the mail (dated 5.1.07)
going through a break up is tough enough, but i think what's even worse is when there is no closure. i heard somewhere that if a guy doesn't call you in two months, he's not into you...basically get over it.
it's been a little over two months for me, two long months of healing and crying and getting over it and then crying some more and feeling like i'm moving on and then realizing it takes much longer to repair a heart that gave everything it had to someone who could care less. and then i met other people and realized i had friends who loved me more than i knew, who made me feel important and beautiful and everything i tried so hard to get from that one person i thought was my best friend.
i still love him, but there comes a time when you have to take some of that love back and give it to yourself, enough is enough. i've learned that some people are just not born to care about anyone but themselves and their career. and that's ok, but those people also need to realize that and not hurt those around them. the best thing i learned though was how deeply i can care about someone and how lucky that one special someone will be when we meet.
i'm slowly becoming the successful woman i've always wanted to be. my selfish ways got me where i wanted to be and now that that phase is over i'm ready to move on to the next phase where selfish is no longer an option. all the riches in the world are worth nothing without anyone to share it with.
all rambling aside, for you, i loved you more than i ever thought i could love someone. i sacrificed things i never thought i would for anyone. i gave you everything. you gave me the keys to your apartment, begged for me to be with you early on. you used to be a different person. a person who was fun, my best friend who slept on my couch every weekend and shared months of tension with me and cried once in a while making me think there was a chance. i hope you always remember what we had and regret what you lost. you'll never read this, i'm sure, but in a few days you'll get the last thing i have that has been giving me hope that i'll see you again and things will change. stupid, i know...your keys are in the mail.
UPDATE: THIS WAS THE BEST THING I EVER DID TO GET OVER SOMETHING. THIS AND DELETING ALL CONTACT. I HIGHLY SUGGEST THIS.
it's been a little over two months for me, two long months of healing and crying and getting over it and then crying some more and feeling like i'm moving on and then realizing it takes much longer to repair a heart that gave everything it had to someone who could care less. and then i met other people and realized i had friends who loved me more than i knew, who made me feel important and beautiful and everything i tried so hard to get from that one person i thought was my best friend.
i still love him, but there comes a time when you have to take some of that love back and give it to yourself, enough is enough. i've learned that some people are just not born to care about anyone but themselves and their career. and that's ok, but those people also need to realize that and not hurt those around them. the best thing i learned though was how deeply i can care about someone and how lucky that one special someone will be when we meet.
i'm slowly becoming the successful woman i've always wanted to be. my selfish ways got me where i wanted to be and now that that phase is over i'm ready to move on to the next phase where selfish is no longer an option. all the riches in the world are worth nothing without anyone to share it with.
all rambling aside, for you, i loved you more than i ever thought i could love someone. i sacrificed things i never thought i would for anyone. i gave you everything. you gave me the keys to your apartment, begged for me to be with you early on. you used to be a different person. a person who was fun, my best friend who slept on my couch every weekend and shared months of tension with me and cried once in a while making me think there was a chance. i hope you always remember what we had and regret what you lost. you'll never read this, i'm sure, but in a few days you'll get the last thing i have that has been giving me hope that i'll see you again and things will change. stupid, i know...your keys are in the mail.
UPDATE: THIS WAS THE BEST THING I EVER DID TO GET OVER SOMETHING. THIS AND DELETING ALL CONTACT. I HIGHLY SUGGEST THIS.
posted by Jen at 1:07 PM
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