All Good Things Come To An End; Eventually.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008 @ 7:59 PM

All Good Things Come To An End. And "WE" Did.

I miss him alot. To me he was my dada. but different to others. He was my first real boyfriend. and I had a big attachment to him and still do because he was here for me since the beginning of my daddy's sickness. It's hard to find somebody to stick by your side through such hard times but I was glad to have him right there with me making every single day better. All I can say is that whole period with my daddy being hospitalized for 5 months was HEll but he definitely made it all better. Started talking around April of 2008 and made it official on May 7, 2008. I was real excited man; it was too cute how he asked me. I never thought I would end up with the dood who I thought I would never have. I felt God placed him in my life for a reason; everything happens for a reason. So maybe we over because his time in my life was at an end. Its crazy cause we was going at it for 4 months and he leaves me at thee hardest moment in my life; when I'm grieving and need someone...need him. But everyone has a reason for everything they do and I understand; I can't and won't hold anything against him. It was his decision and I understand where he coming from; he was real special to me. Treated me the way I wanted to be treated...I couldn't have asked for a better boyfriend. He was who I really wanted to settle down with. Its all done with; I don't know if it will ever happen again, I do hope but then again I will jus put myself in that situation again. And what if we're done again? I'm adding on to my hurt sooo I just have to deal with him not being mines. I could talk to him whenever and about whatever. He was IT; my Mr.Perfect...well all I desired anyways. I constantly blame myself for thee separation even though he made it clear it wasn't my fault; I'm going to blame myself regardless. I should've just shut my mouth sometimes and maybe we wouldn't have ended up like this...; weird and not talking often. Now its hard for me to talk to someone else because all I do is compare, compare, compare. Almost called them his names a couple of times and had to catch myself. I got it bad for this dood and I don't think he know it. I'm going to just have to get over it; overcome this phase. I'm here for him anytime he need me; he can call me at the weeee hours in the morning and I won't complain at all but will sit there and listen and do all I can to help. All I want is him to be here for me too; and we still can be close; like on some bestfriend shyt. Miss the kisses and touching; I wanted him to be the boy I could be loving. But like I said before...All Good Things Come To An End.
Sincerely,
his $$Cheeks{ily dada-as a friend}

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