Oct 22, 2006 23:10
I really do wish that she could have seen herself the way that I did. The look on her face when I pulled up in the blood red convertible V-8 5-speed manual mustang, parked it outside, and got out of it. I wish she could have seen the look on her face when she realized who I was. I wish she could have seen the look on her face when she saw the ring on Tara's finger, and most of all, I wish she could have seen the shame that I saw in her eyes. I went in there to let her know that I had moved on and REALLY made something of myself and my life. But what I saw was FAR from what I had expected. I honestly thought that it was going to be cut close in our lives. Nope, she looked defeated, and FULL of shame. I didn't recognize her because her haircut, well, it suits her preference is all I am going to say. And I am just happy that she FINALLY knows that I didn't just roll-over and give up on my life like her mother said I would before I moved, I have TRULY made something, and someONE out ofmyself, and I am not just some worthless piece of shit, and she FINALLY knows that.