tinheart

for the past two days i've thought of nothing than my recently broken relationship. valentine's day may have something to do with it. i've tried to think of all the things i could have done or said to make things work. but all of it comes to naught. i'm trying my best to move past this, but the wounds are still a little too fresh at this point. bits of depression are kicking in here and there, making it difficult to focus. i'm trying to pull things together so i can get to work on some art projects. so far that's not going so well either. i'm having an afternoon coffee
with a good friend. something we haven't done in a long time. it'll be fun and i'm sure i'll be able to get a lot of things off my chest.
i know the things that tore us apart will always keep us apart. we'll never be able to have the things we had before. but hopefully, one day, we'll be able to sit down over a cup of coffee and chat. like old friends do. make jokes, and be able to leave with a smile.