It’s been almost a month since Sam and I broke up. It hasn’t been easy for me. I have cried twice and the wound for me is still fresh. I feel like Clark Kent in a world full of Bruce Wayne’s. I have hung up my classic red and blue uniform to focus on being Clark Kent for the foreseeable future. I am going to live my life for me and focus on healing myself and having a good time while doing it. Sam is always in my thoughts and prayers. I can’t hate her I don’t have it in me and I am not angry at her. The second time I cried was because of Taylor Swift and no I am not a fan of her music. her song December got to me because if I could go back in time and have us start out as friends instead of what happened I would have. I want to sometimes hide away from the world because of how ugly it’s become. These racists rallying and the ignorant chief that can’t spell or read endorses their actions until pressure from both political parties forces him to call out these groups specifically. For the love of god this world is getting darker by the day and it gets so hard to see the light. I don’t watch the news for this very reason but you end up bombarded by it regardless of what you do. The light I have to look forward to in the coming months is Sam’s Birthday and I hope she still invites me and One of My brother’s Jason getting married and me being in his wedding party. I try to stay positive as much as I can because the world is so draining in it’s own way.
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