So We Could Deal

Current mood: Thoughtful
Listening to: My Love (JT cover) by Tender Forever

Okay, so I've been thinking. "Why, really?" Yes, now shut up.

Instead of sitting here feeling oh so sorry for myself, I should just move on. So I got my heart broken, and yes it was for the first time in 3 years, but seriously. I should be kind of happy to know that it CAN be broken. This proves that I'm actually not "dead" inside, but that I'm still as perfectly capable as ever to fall in love. Which up until this point, I kind of thought was out of the question, since my last three involvements with girls have been kind of .. pfft. Not that significant, you know? Well, of course they meant something. But I wasn't head over heels or anything. "You wear heels!? Oh, shush, I digress.

So. What happened last night was fucking terrible and I haven't cried like that in 3 years. But why should I sit here and whine and engross myself in sadness, when everything has blown over, and I'm left with what we begun with? I mean, of course there's some serious "commitment" to be demonstrated from the other side, but if she keeps her promises, I'll, or rather, we'll be fine. And I'm just so in love, so I can't help but just go with it and trust her. Mostly, because I'm pretty sure that she's aware of what will happen if she doesn't. And I suspect none of us are interested in that outcome.

So no more negativity! We have to move forward and I have a huge part in that (:
"Uuh, a smiley!" Yes, and now cut the schizophrenia!