You know how when you're trying to get over someone or just forgetting someone and everything seems to remind you of that person? I've been doing well so far and then yesterday it all hit me...one shot after another.
Woke up in the morning yesterday to a package from the country that he's living in...blow #1. It wasn't him but at one time I would have died if it was. Is. Opened the newspaper to see what's going on, botton right hand corner...his favourite band is coming to town. Went to read a book instead, whatever. Page 15 his last name came up over and over. Thought I was going insane. Fine I won't read. Spent the rest of the day focusing on career related "research."
Fuckin hell, woke up this morning to the song playing on the radio...saying his name...OVER and OVER and OVER. Some of you would already have guessed this song ;) Ughh...what the hell, man?!
I'm fighting myself to not think that these are signs for me to follow my heart. But what can a girl do more than humilliate herself, practically begging for that someone to come around? Been there, done that. It doesn't work remember?
The end of this month, he will be home for a little bit. I won't get to see him :( We were supposed to meet and go away together or something but...it's not going to happen. I mean, he will be here. In the same city even...and I won't see him.
We weren't meant to happen. The Tarot cards said so too, remember?
So this is an excellent start to a warm Saturday in July. With my heart breaking for a man half way across the world that doesn't care that I exist. He knows I'm here, he just doesn't care.
Dear Universe, no more please. Joke's on me. I get it.
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