He speaks finally! Something besides angry words. He wanted to know if I was leaving to go up north tonight or in the morning. I said it doesn't matter. He told me not to be sh*tty. I said, H I'm not being sh*tty, just really hurt and feeling down right now. Then he give me a clue as to what is going on inside his head. He said, you think this is easy on me? No, H I don't but I would give anything to have my old H back. The one who would talk to me and not be angry at me. He starts going on about how bad a hurt him before. People, I was oblivious to how I acted before. I know see the error of my ways but at the time, I had no clue.
He just called me and left a VM that he's moving back in with his brother. What a wonderful way to start off the weekend.
No solo de pan vive el hombre
Y no de excusas vivo yo.
