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So…
We’re back together.
Yeh, basically scratch that last entry. I feel sort of bad that I kind of just laid it out for you without any sort of background information of what happened and how I felt. I mean, for all you knew…well you didn’t. You didn’t know anything.
So about a week later after the break up, we got back together. Many people would probably disagree with this decision that I made mainly because it goes against everything I stood for. He made a mistake, a big one, something I never tolerate. Call me crazy, but nothing changed for me. I mean, yes, it hurt like a motherfucker. But my feelings for him were the same. I didn’t look at him differently; I loved him just the same. I wasn’t going to let him leave from my life easily, so I didn’t let him go. I knew that one mistake did not outweigh all the other reasons why I wanted to be with him. We kept talking after the break up, we talked it over, and I always told him that I loved him, even if we weren’t together. A week passed and well…he basically asked if I would ever want to be back with him or something like that and I said yes and blah, you know the story.
I’m happy, I really am.
Sometimes though, I think I’m in far more than he is, and it scares me shitless. But I guess that’s the risk you take when you love someone.
So maybe I did go against everything I stood for…so what? I did it because I love him.