H called to say happy birthday today. Weird how yesterday he emailed me and asked me what my plans were for my bday, then tonight when he called, it was 8pm and he said he was sorry for calling so late in the day; he'd been busy and forgot. Even after all this time, I still get down about the situation; today was one of those days. Just felt sad this evening, and missing the years before all this happened. I did have a nice day, but thoughts of H popped up a lot. I'd like to wake up and feel nothing for him; it would be a lot easier.
Most of us really marry only once. First love endures, even unto our dying day. And we never really divorce.
