This is probably because the outcome of one tends to be more productive than the other.
Sometimes they werent so much talks as they were me crying and them being like Yeah, sorry.
I love deleting text threads.
God & Man
It makes me feel like Im cleaning without doing any real work.
I love when months pass and inevitably they text me again and its a fresh new conversation.
I do, but I appreciate the clarification.
I love how it makes me bond twice as strong with whoever is closest to me at the time.
So I slept over at the apartment of this girl who was barely an acquaintance.
It was like a one night stand, friendship edition.
No way would this have happened had the guy in question been as great as I thought he was.
This is a way happier ending though, dont you think?
I love throwing myself into the post-breakup project.
Its usually the gym and a few months after having had my heart broken, Im in great shape.
I love reflecting on what I could have done better.
Well, okay, maybe I dont love that part.
But I still do it because its part of the process.
All this being said, Im as sentimental as they come.
I store it all away in both a figurative and literal box.
They are all important and they are also all unimportant.
Im not sure why I do this.
So for now, Im going to relish in my falling out of love glory.
Its beautiful in its own unique, painful way.
