Another lovely day in paradise.
Another lovely day at work, I woke up this morning at 7am, slept in till 10 and had to be to work at 11. Well, by the time I got to work, I guess I was doing ok, not too much trouble, no @$$ customers today. So I guess everything was going ok until I saw Hollie (my ex). So needless to say when I saw her my heart sunk down into my chest and it felt like I had someone just hit me dead on and knock the wind out of me. I hated that feeling, so rather than responding to her saying "hello", I turned and walked away, I know it didn't seem right; but at the same time it did.
To give a brief background on Hollie and I, we were going out for about a month, she was one of my co-workers girlfriend and she broke up with him and we started going out a few days later. For about 9 months before we started going out, her and I flirted and carried on some detailed conversations about each others' lives and how different we were but how fun it would be to be together. Well, we ended up getting together and had all the romantics in our first month of going out, right at the one mark pretty much, I get a text message from her that basically said that she was breaking up with me. We talked on the phone for about 3 hours that night about all our issues, which mainly ended up being nothing but a bunch of bull$hit in my opinion, and there was no real reason to break up. After talking for 3 hours, I decided to let her go because she needed to wake up early for work, so I told her after work to come over to my house and we'd talk. She tried to get out of coming over, but I finally convinced her to come over. After we sat there for about a half hour in my living room, we both mutually agreed that we should probably break up (really I didn't want to, but she told me she really needed to). Well, that's how the story ended. Pretty much our entire relationship was good especially during the first two weeks, until she became very depressed, until this day I don't know why. But now that we're apart, I truly do miss her and I think about her all the time. It's kind of sad when the face of someone you love looks like everyone else, and you fall asleep every night thinking about that person and how they never call you anymore. I mean, we've been apart for a month now and she has yet to call me more than once. Never calls to see how I am or tell me how she is when I leave her a voicemail asking her if she's doing alright. Then when she actually does see me she pretends like nothing happened and everything is still good.
Ontop of it all, within the past week I've found out she's moving/moved to Rhode Island and didn't even want to tell me, plus she's been around town and could have stopped in to say "hi" but hid instead.
Basically, I'm not sure what to do, so for now I'm going to try to focus on the good things in my life and hope eventually with time I'll get over the past and move on, but it's hard when you poured your heart into something that turned so bad.
So as I think about it, I have many things to look forward to, great friends like: Marcus, Mike, Sandy, Bri, Greg, Steve and the numerous other people I hang out with. I have some decent things going on too, I might be getting some pimp wheels soon, might be able to finally go to the complex and go dancing. And ontop of it all, I might finally get that Ibanez Bass I've wanted for so many years.
Hopefully by the end of tonight I'll feel a little better and I won't feel like my life was thrown in my face. I'm hoping tomorrow to go out and get a loan for my new car that I'm trying to get. Cross my fingers.
To give a brief background on Hollie and I, we were going out for about a month, she was one of my co-workers girlfriend and she broke up with him and we started going out a few days later. For about 9 months before we started going out, her and I flirted and carried on some detailed conversations about each others' lives and how different we were but how fun it would be to be together. Well, we ended up getting together and had all the romantics in our first month of going out, right at the one mark pretty much, I get a text message from her that basically said that she was breaking up with me. We talked on the phone for about 3 hours that night about all our issues, which mainly ended up being nothing but a bunch of bull$hit in my opinion, and there was no real reason to break up. After talking for 3 hours, I decided to let her go because she needed to wake up early for work, so I told her after work to come over to my house and we'd talk. She tried to get out of coming over, but I finally convinced her to come over. After we sat there for about a half hour in my living room, we both mutually agreed that we should probably break up (really I didn't want to, but she told me she really needed to). Well, that's how the story ended. Pretty much our entire relationship was good especially during the first two weeks, until she became very depressed, until this day I don't know why. But now that we're apart, I truly do miss her and I think about her all the time. It's kind of sad when the face of someone you love looks like everyone else, and you fall asleep every night thinking about that person and how they never call you anymore. I mean, we've been apart for a month now and she has yet to call me more than once. Never calls to see how I am or tell me how she is when I leave her a voicemail asking her if she's doing alright. Then when she actually does see me she pretends like nothing happened and everything is still good.
Ontop of it all, within the past week I've found out she's moving/moved to Rhode Island and didn't even want to tell me, plus she's been around town and could have stopped in to say "hi" but hid instead.
Basically, I'm not sure what to do, so for now I'm going to try to focus on the good things in my life and hope eventually with time I'll get over the past and move on, but it's hard when you poured your heart into something that turned so bad.
So as I think about it, I have many things to look forward to, great friends like: Marcus, Mike, Sandy, Bri, Greg, Steve and the numerous other people I hang out with. I have some decent things going on too, I might be getting some pimp wheels soon, might be able to finally go to the complex and go dancing. And ontop of it all, I might finally get that Ibanez Bass I've wanted for so many years.
Hopefully by the end of tonight I'll feel a little better and I won't feel like my life was thrown in my face. I'm hoping tomorrow to go out and get a loan for my new car that I'm trying to get. Cross my fingers.