...sunday june 22 2014

The first part pretty much touched based on how in love I was with this person after years of friendship. He was my definition of perfect.
Months later, we decided to turn our friendship into something more serious. It was beautiful.. At first.
As time went on, It got ugly. Months after our breakup I still hated myself. I did not notice the verbal abuse. I did not notice how uninterested he was. I was completely bitch slapped in the face by reality, that the healing process took much longer than anything I would have expected. I am so glad I opened my eyes to this. It makes me more open minded and makes me think twice when I try to accuse something. I never point the finger like how he used to. It has been a year since this person and I broke up. I have finally forgiven myself from being so oblivious to love.