Today it is raining. I am not sure if that is why my mood is glum. I find myself missing the SG. I don't know why. I suppose it is just the part of me that is healing. I wish I could put this all behind me already. I think it is good that I haven't spoken to him in two weeks, and yet I miss the sound of his voice. I know better than to call or contact, I know that would only create more pain. It ebbs and flows. Most days I feel great. But I miss him. I know I am not supposed to wonder what he is thinking. But sometimes I do, I wonder if he feels like a fool, if he knows he made a mistake. I don't allow myself to think that very often, but every once in a while it creeps in. It might be because I am tired today, had a bit of a girls night out, which was a lot of fun.
Damned rollercoaster.
Im still standin better than I ever did looking like a true survivor feeling like a little kid Im still standin after all this time and Im picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind..
