Work has been crazy. No time to eat. No time to sleep. No time for anything fun. No time to think about you.
I guess one of those is a good thing.
I'm glad I came back to target. The money is good. People are good. It provides. I needed that.
I do think of you.
I text your number even tho I know it's blocked. Keeps me sane. Idk. I just hope you're okay.
I miss you. But this time around losing you has almost been like a light slice down my heart. Repairable.
I've kinda been seeing someone. Someone from my past whom has always loved me.
I just don't know how they feel abt being w someone with w kid.
And I hate that.
I wish it wasn't such a worrisome thing for men.
Back to work.
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2.5 Years
Non-FictionSomeone has told me that you grieve someone for half the time you've known them or longer. I don't want to grieve that long however this is my progress as to how I'm feeling.
