Wow. I'm single. It's so weird. I feel so weird. It's sad. I was remembering all these good times with Matt. We had a lot of them. We had a lot of romantic moments I will always remember. I will never forget what some things felt like...
But I guess it had to end. Our sexual desires were very different. I am in total and complete love with another guy. His morals are just so different from mine. And I guess it came to this. So now... we can be good friends. It wasn't one of those awkward, horrible breakups where you'll never be friends again. I think we can still be close.
It is odd to think I will never kiss him again, never... well I won't get into that. But a part of me will always love him, and miss that. Like, I still love him enough right now that if one of my friends were to go out with him, I would kill them both. I think love, love like we had for probably six months before it started fading, love like that will never die.
I've already started flirting with this other guy... maybe it is a bit early for that and I should slow down, give myself some time to grieve, to recover, but I don't know... I also feel this sort of excitement... I'm single again! I can flirt with whoever I want to!
I'm really in the mood for a random fling at the moment. And I think I know a perfect guy, if I can get him.
But I also need to make myself wait. A lot of times I cover up the aftermath of things with new things... and a I've been going out with Matt for almost nine months, so I think it'll take a little longer to get over that relationship.
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