So, things have changed. I learned the lesson. The lesson is not to give up on something you want. I’m not telling you to get all stalker, but, sometimes, when you want something bad enough and it’s under your nose, well, you just have to grab it with both hands.
The things we want are all around us, we just have to know where to look and then go for them. You can do it. Even when things look impossible. It can still turn out okay.
So what have I learned?
People make mistakes, some can be forgiven, some can’t.
Think twice before making a sex tape (and think even harder about sharing it!)
Actions have consequences
You won’t always get what you want
Stand by your friends
So I suppose this is happily ever after, I might take a break from blogging for a bit, got some serious groveling to do and need to put all my energy into that.
So, things didn’t go the way I hoped. So what? It’s time to move on. You can’t live this life in regret. I suppose if it was going to happen, it would have and I should just see this as a sign, a chance for change.
If it’s meant to be, then it would have been. Right? It’s time to just let it go now. Who am I kidding eh?
The trouble with moving on, is that you can’t move on until you feel like you’ve got something to move on to…
I can take it on the chin, I messed it up, I can live with that, I can get used to the idea of not seeing her, not kissing her, but there’s just this big void where she was.
I suppose what matters is that I learn a lesson from this. I don’t know if I have yet but maybe time will help me figure that out and then I can move on.
Okay, okay, so Friday’s post was a bit emotional and by now you probably know I’m mad about someone and I want her back.
I suppose that trust takes time to rebuild. Time’s a great healer, but it will take a long time to win back real trust. Maybe longer than you imagine, maybe longer than you want. But if you want it back, you have to earn it right? Day after day.
We see these things in gossip rags all the time – Coleen and Wayne, Peter Crouch and his missus, Cheryl and… well, maybe that last one’s not the best example.
I made a mistake.
I hope she can forgive me, give me another shot. I’m confused, my hormones drive me crazy and I’m experiencing life’s most mental problems for the first time. That’s not an excuse, it’s just how things are. Can she forgive me? Should she ever trust me again?
