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1000 Days and Then Some

By annie

Just minding my business on a Friday night.

I had an awesome time.

Da fuck?

Did I just hear what I think I just heard?

Your words.

You telling me your words.

This was going to be the year I didn’t talk to you.

I….

Fuck…

Words and stuff.

What does one say after 1000 fucking days?

Hey baby.

Hearing your voice.

Fuck.

Is this a middle of the night, drunk and lonely, fuck with annie call? Or is this your emotions finally reaching the surface because you cannot contain them any longer?

I guess that remains to be seen.

The hurt we inflicted upon each other in the end is still palpable.

But our stories are different.

That’s how perspective works.

Yes, I walked away.  Not because of you. But for me. I couldn’t watch you walk away one more time. It had to be me this time.

Do I regret it? Every hour of every day.

I vowed I would not date anyone while I was in love with you.

It’s cruel to fuck with others emotions like that.

So, here I am. 1000 days later. Unencumbered.

I am really proud of the person I’ve become in the last three years. I did it for me, but I’ve also done it for an us  that I don’t know even exists any more. I want you to be proud of the person I’ve become.

I want you to know the woman I’ve become.

1000 days may as well have been two minutes. When I heard your voice, time disappeared.

 

 

 

 

 

Filed in: annieology • Sunday, February 6th, 2022
 

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Annie is all things awesome. Singer of songs, thinker of thoughts, runner of miles. When she isn't getting paid to kick ass as a personal trainer and health coach, she's looking for her keys.