Work. Work. Think
Been working all day. I was meditating half the time, trying to concentrate on work as I fought the pain. I would walk the halls to the washroom. Anything to work off the pain. The cramps that mother nature likes to bestow on me ever month.
I come home to find that it's time to upload another youtube video. This time I'm asking How Much Is Too Much? Make Up. I uploaded this video as I chatted. As it processed I went and mopped and cleaned.
As I was cleaning the mop pads I thought to myself. I don't hate Trevor. I don't think I can ever hate him. I hate moments he has taken from me. Moments that made me cry. Moments I can't have back. I forgive him. Those moments are passed now. It's time to make new moments with someone that actually wants to be with me.
That's who I should to be with, someone who wants to be with me just as much as I want to be with them.
I come home to find that it's time to upload another youtube video. This time I'm asking How Much Is Too Much? Make Up. I uploaded this video as I chatted. As it processed I went and mopped and cleaned.
As I was cleaning the mop pads I thought to myself. I don't hate Trevor. I don't think I can ever hate him. I hate moments he has taken from me. Moments that made me cry. Moments I can't have back. I forgive him. Those moments are passed now. It's time to make new moments with someone that actually wants to be with me.
That's who I should to be with, someone who wants to be with me just as much as I want to be with them.
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