Well, I've been single for a little over 3 weeks now. I made a better recovery then I every thought I would when I was with him, thinking about what I would do without him. Turns out, I'm just fine. I mean, sure it hurt. But you can't wait for the pieces to put themselves back together, you and you alone have to do that for yourself. I just moved, everything right now is a new beginning. I'm surrounding myself with good people, who keep me laughing and a smile on my face.
I'm still fragile, still have my guard up. But, I'm not in the least bit, bitter. I'm open to the fact that one day I might fall in love again. Might be the one, might not be. Whatever happens, I live and I learn. It may hurt for the moment...
But like the nasty taste of cough medicine, within the next moment, it's gone.
Especially if you wash it down with something...
Whatever that something may be...
Just got to go with the flow...
