Doodled. :)

I was. She is.

No, I didn’t break up with my boyfriend. In fact, we are very much together. So why the title? I found this note I doodled way way back from a previous relationship. I always find it entertaining to read mementos that reflect how I felt that time. Looking at how I wrote it, its funny how every stroke and word I used can reflect what I had gone through. Raw, preserved and unaltered, the way emotions should be. This is one of the pleasures handwriting can bring. No, I got over him eons ago and I am very much happy with the one I am with- just in case you may want to ask. :D

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I was. She is.



Tell me if I’m just being praning or what. Past tenses suck. The -eds and all remind you of how stupid you are- or how stupid he is- for letting go and saying goodbye when you could have talked it out. It slaps you in the face bigtime that you are no longer part of that someone’s life.




You cannot text him anymore. No midnight phone calls. No one to say I love you to. Dinner dates and movie marathons are gone. Why? Because you (I) are/am just part of his once upon a time.

And while thinking that you had your time with him to say the least brings a little comfort, it brings you to pain.

Yes, there’ll always be a tinge of pain, regret and fear knowing that you cannot have him anymore.



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Cheesy eh? I know. I had a good laugh reading it, really. It’s funny and awkward at the same time that I can laugh at this now when I thought the world stopped that time. I know you had your share of mush too, Everybody did. Share it with me, now! :D