35 hours of happiness out of 168 in a week.
im slowly but surely losing the girl who i care most about.
time is my worst enemy when it comes to her…cause all i want is her time. I now have to set appointments to be with her and schedule around her time.
ive come to the poit where i dont care about my time anymore. Mon-Thurs i wake up at 7am to extern at chiropractic office til 5pm, from then i have to drive to work and be there at 5:30-11pm. usually i get home by 12:30ish. by this time im really tired but i cant sleep until i hear her voice. shes usually dancing and practicing for PAC modern.
texts aren’t doing it, her voice isn’t enough…i need her, in person.
friday is my complete day off..time i get to see her. Saturdays, she usually spends it with her family, then sundays i see her at church for a few hours then she goes back to CSULB.
she’s been dancing since i could remember and she’s always loved it…before she loved me…who am i to stop her from doing that.
35 hours of happiness then 133 hours of mental torture, emotional wrecks, and demonic doubt.
i love watching her so happy and smiling on stage when she performs…her new family and love..PAC Modern. i have no animosity towards PAC…but i miss my girlfriend.
God please help me to stay strong…i know shes the one.