Pourrait être l’amusement

The last 24 hours have been a whirlwind.  She came home, trying to make it all better by being saccharine.  I have been here too many times.  I just dont buy it anymore.  She asks me why I’m mad at her.  How can I even explain?

On the other hand, J  been so, I dont know, amazing for the last couple of days.  Not that she wasnt always of course, but now I suppose that we both know that things are different…  She talks to me like she did a year ago.  Those times so far past, that I thought she had forgotten them.  I thought for all this time that it was just me that felt this way, that had to struggle on a daily basis with it.  Apparently, I was wrong.

*le sigh*

I spent much of the day emailing and texting her.  She called me on her lunch, and I giggled like a schoolgirl. 

Someone hit me…  hard.