I just had a really sad realization; sad enough for me to head to the bathroom just to write about it. I’m not crying; I’m out of tears. Besides, it’s not that kinda sad. More like a, “oh, that’d be soul crushing if I still had a soul…” kinda thing.
So, I helped this girl at work. Technically a girl & her boyfriend, though i got a drink specifically for the girl, and when she thanks me, it reminded me of someone I hadn’t really considered for a long time.
She’s really kind; both the girl i helped, and the girl who helped me…
When I got dumped by my college girlfriend, it was after the first 2 weeks of summer break; isolated from my college friends, I just kinda had to deal with it for 3 months; I did not deal well…
I don’t know if i called my friends much; I probably told them, I just don’t remember much support. Boys aren’t as…emotionally available, let’s say.
Anyways, I handled it over the summer, and by handled it, meant i buried it deep enough to pretend it was dead & gone…
Whatever, I never really recovered, though that’s not the point of this post.
The girl i remember is one of my exes friends. I didn’t really get comfortable with her friends. I would come along, though i was very much her boyfriend, not a part of the group.
They wouldn’t give me a chance if it wasn’t for her…
Well, besides 1, maybe a second, possibly a3rd now that i think about it, though, let’s talk about 1
I randomly bumped into her at a party. She came up to me; no intention to get me on the rebound, though, wanting to give me a dribble to bounce me higher.
A confidence boost only a drunk girl can provide, basically telling to go out there and tear it up.
It was really nice, this girl who… whatever
It’s nice…no, oh~so kind, how §he N’§pires Hope…
♡Sugar☆World☮ 