Stories of thanksgivings past
I didn't expect it but I last nights email came as no surprise.
Yesterday I tried to remember what exactly I did last thanksgiving and the only memory I have is arguing
I have bad habit of not knowing how to cut ties with exes months after a breakup
But in last years case, I tried to escape the situation that I was stuck in by saying the worst thing to someone that "loves" you
I've moved on and slept with someone else.
I got a flashback of this event last night, remembered how heartless saying that was and in my gut, had a feeling I was gonna hear from this person
Low and behold, I wake up to emails.
It was the last time I saw them, if my memory serves me right.
It's something I needed to do to move forth with my life, but I could never be cynical enough to tell a lie like that again.