Nada es Libre

We went off on our seperate ways today. Rachel to school...me to work. I have to say, even though we both felt yucky, it was nice spending the days curled up in bed with Rach. My sweet pea...

Anyway, work...is work. Same 'ole thing and people. I didn't miss much.

So, now that a day has passed and I have nothing more to say to Kelly, he text messages me this morning asking how I am. If I feel better etc.. Why? Why is he being the nice guy? It makes it so much easier for me, if I just don't talk to him at all. He is the one that wants to keep his pole in the water and see if some better fish comes along. I say Fine. Go for it, but don't expect this fish to be bitin' again. Whole lotta fishermen out there if you ask me. I just think that we aren't on the same page as he so thought. I am done playing the field, I want something lasting and with someone that values what it takes to get to know someone. If I don't have worth in that for him...then adios.

I let my guard down with this one. I let myself get sucked in and let myself want more. I thought he was different... I wish I was wrong.