I broke up with who I love on Jan 8th so he could be happy with someone else because he wanted her... I hong out with him and his friends at the mall yeserday... And it hurt... he isnt mine anymore.. and he likes it that way...

And so they say that you can't just be friends when your always going to want more... But hey.. I've been through worst. I do like experiencing the new. I'm not use to this, but the pain I'll welcome with open arms... More than anything, I want him to be happy... Yet regardless if I love him, hate him, wish he would die or know that I would die without him it matters not. Because once in my life, whatever he was to the world he became everything to me. When I look him in the eyes, traveling to the depths of his soul and I say a million things without trace of a sound, I know that my own life and pain is unimportant.. I'm much consumed within the beatings of his heart. I love him for a million reasons, nothing can explain it. It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart.

So Yeah, I'm just trying to move on with my life. And I've had some really big changes happen to me this past week. I'm making friends, talking to people for once... and now I'm just very happy...
Thanks patches.. I couldn't of done it without you...