3 strikes and you're out

Third time was not a charm. Nope and it only lasted about a week. Not even really. I don't understand the games the guy is playing but it has put him in a different light. His three strikes are up and I'm out. Time to step away from the plate and find a new ball game.

He's not sure if he should go to MO to be with his family or not. He doesn't know if he's in love enough with her for her to go with him, or not. He didn't even mention me factoring into his plans so I guess I'm the only thing he is sure about. Disposable, once again.

No problem. Nothing a few good days of wallowing won't cure. I hope he does go to MO. I don't care either way if she does. It won't matter because he would just find someone else out there anyways. God the light is so bright, almost blinding. Gotta slip on the shades but they won't be rose colored galsses anymore.

He can think of alot of reasons that he loves me. Told me so yesterday. I always support him in posotive ways. I always provide logical solutions. I always help him to see both sides of the situation. I always have fun no matter what I am doing. I am a positive influence. I am strong. I am sexy. I am smart. Right now I can't think of even one reason to love him or hang on to the past anymore.

Leen, I guess you are right, my heart is ready to stop waiting. My heart is ready to find a new ball game. My heart is ready to stop aching. And it will.


PS...the bad thing about 2 blogs is that sometimes you get confused. Let's hope I don't do that too often.