Are you my Mr. E?

I hate that I’m so affected, but I am. Am I overanalyzing things? Or am i being in denial that he could be so heartless to me? He called, and somewhere into the conversation, he wanted me to listen to a song. He said it was dedicated to me. Then he started playing his guitar to the song, “It’s too late” by Carole King.

I’m not sure whether he meant he dedicated the song to me because he played it well, or because he meant something with the songs lyrics.

Oh well. That will teach me. People can just be so painfully blunt sometimes, without even knowing it.

I’m glad I’m leaving the country. I think it’s time I forget everything. It’s time to move on.

nine more days and i’ll be off to a new place where i can start over, forget my  pasts, remake my future. There’s nothing left for me here, at least not now. I guess my wish for those i leave behind, is a blessed life, full of learnings as mine had been here. As for me, this is my chance to remake myself, and start with a clean slate, forget in a sense that i will no longer let my past control my life, my decisions. This will be my new me. I’m grateful that God gave me this opportunity. I hope he blesses those i leave behind and love.