Last night was so nice. Spent time with my old girlfriends, listened to good music, danced away the night, kissed the sweetest boy, and talked to someone who.. Probably still knows me better than anyone else. Or used to.
I was sitting in the backseat listening to some song that had me looking out the window smiling at life, when a friend reached over and touched my leg. He said "I'm going to miss you, Chlo." And just with those small words, he had me swelling with too much emotion.
I was sitting in my driveway with part of my past, talking about our lives. And just like we didn't have a past, I told them basically everything that's happened in the last two months (in a nutshell). Over the course of the night, the past was brought up and so was the future. It was nice.
I was dancing with a part of my present when he reminded me of the full moon. We ran to the "A" and our lips touched. My present will go with me to my future as part of the memoirs from a great past.
As I thought about my future, my present and my past reminded me how ready I am to handle this. Thank you to both; I've learned how to love through both, how to overcome hard things, and how to smile. Because of both, my future has a bright outlook.
It was just a small mix up in emotion. But that small mix up ruined some good things. Hmmm.
