Eight months ago, I lost the future that which I jailed myself into. and eight months after, I am still mourning for the loss of a life that would have been. No warnings. No killing me softly. He just dropped the bomb and let it explode in my face.How fantastic is it of him to just walked away when our lives were in a cheerio world. I had a career, he had a career, we lived in a posh apartment had lunch with friends, dined out together for a constant date traveled when we liked it I guess I had already seen it coming even before that fateful November afternoon if I listened to friends and not let this feelings get in the way I wouldn't have hurt this much I would still be living the life I know best and I choose to let him jinx all that I have I left the career I would have happily grow myself into I walked away and moved in with him only to loose everything he burned my faith and killed my heart...
letting loose in a cheerio world