On the way to work, I kept thinking about yesterday. Made me realize how much I really do miss her. Us.
Started to tear up. Had to roll the windows down and blast my music.
I shouldn't have let her talk to me so much. Actually, it wasn't so much talking. It was more the interactions between us. Maybe I made myself too available. I'm still supposed to stop by and pick the puppies when I head home.
Me 47, WW 38 SS18, D15, D10
Good Bye Girl. No longer SAYING she's moving out. GBG moved out 8-1-08
"I have now decided to enjoy life instead of figure it out."
