The End

Mike and I officially ended our relationship today. That was hard. I honestly expected us to end up together in the end, but if that's not true then I know God has a better plan for me in store. Waiting will be vicious. I still feel like my world has burned down and I know it'll be even worse when I wake up in the morning and have to re-remember what happened but I will over come. After everything I've gone through in my life I can get through anything. Being strong and independent is in my genes. If I can sell my contract for housing then maybe I'll be able to move home and just transfer to UVU. I don't belong down here anymore. We all know I only moved here to be with Mike, and well... that's clearly pointless now. Maybe after I give him back all his stuff and burn memories I'll be able to grow up and move on, but for now all I feel like doing is crying. It doesn't seem real. Mike and I breaking up for good? What? Not us. Well... I guess Satan can get to anyone. It breaks my heart. I've never loved someone like I loved Mike. I guess everything that happened was for the best. I learned a lot and it brought me back the gospel. I'll move on eventually. I just need my grieving period.