I thought I was tired of being a giver...but I'm not. I realize it made me happy and kept me stable. But, I know that when there is lack of balance, things still will fall...but it may not all be the faults of the people involved.
You can't help an avalanche, an earthquake, or being burried underneath the aftermath of such. But, you can help how you chose to pull through it.
I am hopeful. For the first time this whole break...I truly am. I'm finally not mad, or even sad. I was plagued with those feelings and it ruled my every waking moment up until now. It took this long to finally feel this free.
I can miss him, without needing him to pull me out of my own emotional barriers. At least that's what I feel like now...but, I have to hear what he has to say. I can't wait to twirl my fingers in his hair, or smell his man musk, or feel his beard brush my face, or to fall asleep from another never ending conversation...I can't wait for us to laugh again, amidst the swirl of a world that only the two of us own.
One more day.
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