• 2.5 Years Ago

    by  • March 12, 2015 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 0 Comments

    Nearly 2.5 years. That’s how long it’s been. And, yes, I think about it because, at that time in my life, I had gained and lost everything I wanted. But this is not about you. This is about me this time. You had your chance.

    My life… My life is so damn wonderful now. I finally got my shit together (no thanks to you – I did it all on my own). I have the job I wanted (hell, my phone rings off the hook because of leading national corporations seeking to recruit me as an employee). I’m good enough for them. Six-figure salary jobs? I’m qualified for, and they want me. I worked hard to get what I wanted. Let’s see, what else? Oh! My music keeps me busy when I’m not working at my wonderful job. People love our music! They want us. We are good enough. Wanna know what else? I have someone who is absolutely, over the MOON for me. She gives me an unconditional love like I never imagined. Wasn’t that what YOU promised? Oh never mind. My point is – I’m good enough. She wants me. And I want her.

    Why am I telling you all this? Because when you chose to walk away and break my heart, I thought “I’m not good enough. She never loved me. It was one big lie.” But part of that is the biggest lie of all. I AM good enough. I am smart, a lot smarter than you gave me credit for. Crazy? Hell no. Only for believing you meant what you said.

    I’m smart, independent, and I’m a damn good catch. Lucky for me, you didn’t see that in me.

    Good luck with the rest of your life. I’m out.

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