exalted misery, attack the stars.
Once again, a lot has changed since my last post. However, it's only been one week.
Yeah. It's over. This relationship which I was so infatuated with is over.
It doesn't matter to me, though. I was tired of being manipulated. Now I've expanded my possibilities; the fact that I'm much more comfortable with myself will hopefully impact these other possibilities.
The poet in me has arisen again. In this past week I wrote 11 poems. A record for me. I'm sure most of them aren't very good, but it doesn't matter, because I write for myself, not for others.
Regardless, I'm happy again. No more worrying about what's happening in regards to that stagnant relationship. I can be free again.