Whatever is to be, will be

Friends,

It has been a weird month. I started off looking to enact this huge undertaking. I was going to win once and for all. I was going to be the king, and i would have my queen finally. Then Brad Thompson came into the picture, and everything was exposed. I found out about more lies, and cheating. Cheating! A single episode, but harmful all the same. Hurt, and confused i became angry. I went into denial, i tried to rationalize... i tried to justify. I thought about second chances...

I prayed. I thought. I gathered more info, and i sought the advice of some of my most trusted advisors.

This would be her biggest loss. She screwed up. This would not be my fault. It is her mistake. She should live with her own consequences. Part of me is truly hoping that she gets fired. It would make the pain of memory fade faster. It would bring closure sooner. It would allow me to open up a new avenue... to turn a new page. to begin fresh.

It was not meant to be. I was close though. I felt some things stirring. I felt some emotions come alive. I felt like things were changing. I felt my life evolving. I felt my worth again. I saw it. I lived it.

It was not meant to be. It was never a real relationship. I never saw her house, and i was lied to. I was never allowed to be a part of her life....

Now then. I am fairly excited about the girl from my birthday. She was nervous, but she is great. great smile, great hair, great body, great style...

there are of course some cons... but overall a great prospect.

whatever is meant to be...