Heartbroken

It’s safe to say now that I am completely heartbroken. My boyfriend and I of one year just split up. It may have only been a year, but to me that’s a complete year wasted. That song ‘seasons of love’ kind of puts it into perspective.

“Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear.”

All those moments, seconds, hours, days that just went to waste. It’s even more heartbreaking when you truly think about it. Am I starting to sound really depressing? Oh well, I’m at least allowed this one things.

Of course I cant really call it a complete waste when in fact he helped me with so many things. I became a much stronger person because of him. I stopped talking shit about people behind their back and if I had a problem I actually went to them about it. I’m not crying anymore about it, I did for the first couple of days, now I just feel empty. I’m hoping to get another job and be able to afford gas money as well as rent. That’s my hope at least. 🙂

I need to grow up and live on my own now. I’m a big girl. I’ll miss him, I kind of already do. I miss those kisses, the one’s I got before class, before he left to work, and right before work. He was a wonderful person and I don’t see myself going to any one else for a very long time. I think that week away from each other will do us some good. Well that’s my spilling my guts out to you.

I have one more thing to add, but nothing about the above. I must warn you against EVER getting Olive Garden’s Spaghetti and Meatballs. BAD FREAKING IDEA! The worst might I say. It tasted like ragu, but I was still nice enough to freaking pay for it. I shouldn’t have, but I did.

Anyways, that’s all. Have a nice life, at least better than mine.

-Clarice.

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