May 12, 2017

It’s almost 1am and I am a mess. Feeling extremely lost and crying to myself while I listen to James Bay. 

X and I have been trying to have a conversation for the past week. But our schedules never work out… we are always busy when the other calls. 

I miss S. I wanted to text him but I stopped myself. 

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I am in the chapter of my life where I do not know what I want as a career and what I want as love… sometimes I look at the two chairs in my living room and I wonder, what would life have been if S and I continued and moved in together…. and then I thought about it some more and realized… that is something he will never give me. 

And that is what makes the tears flow… when love itself is not enough. 


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