This video brings tears to my eyes.
There's some things I still have to say. Or reiterate. Yesterday I told my therapist that I'd been processing things with Pants and I felt ok with them. But riding around my bike in the frigid cold made me think of him. Once I said I wouldn't be able to see him in the winter and he seemed like he was going to cry and told me he wanted to see me.
Or something like that.
I understand what happened and how. I still wish it hadn't, though.
I still miss him so much.
At least it no longer rules my moods.
Goodbye, Pants.
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