31 July 2007
♥ first [court] date.
Today in court, I couldn't help but think of our first date. I never expected it would take us here. I never expected attourneys or protection orders or feeling terrified. My first date with him was one of the happiest nights of my life.
I thought about all those good times, and I almost felt like I'd betrayed him. I thought about all the times he was there for me when I needed him, when he brought me Jamba Juice, when he burned me CDs. I thought about when he was my best friend.
And you know what? I miss him. I shouldn't, but I do. He's not the person I used to know, but I guess I miss that person.
Just like with a certain other person, I guess I'm realizing that you can continue to remember the good times, the times when you laughed and were happy and knew you were in love, but you don't have to live in them. Those parts of my life are over; and as hard as it's been to let go, I have to come to terms with the fact that none of us are the same people, for better or for worse.
I thought about all those good times, and I almost felt like I'd betrayed him. I thought about all the times he was there for me when I needed him, when he brought me Jamba Juice, when he burned me CDs. I thought about when he was my best friend.
And you know what? I miss him. I shouldn't, but I do. He's not the person I used to know, but I guess I miss that person.
Just like with a certain other person, I guess I'm realizing that you can continue to remember the good times, the times when you laughed and were happy and knew you were in love, but you don't have to live in them. Those parts of my life are over; and as hard as it's been to let go, I have to come to terms with the fact that none of us are the same people, for better or for worse.
7/31/2007
