Monday, November 3, 2014
As One Book Ends, Another Begins...
Master is gone. He is no longer the only man in my life and he isn't the person my heart belongs to. He decided to go back on his word and I left him. I couldn't keep playing games and I didn't want to be tortured forever. What little love I had for him, I gave up for a much greater feeling. True love. The feeling of being drunk off the smell of a person, getting lost in their gaze and feeling that you could lose every spec of your world and as long as they are by your side, you still have everything you could ever want.
I am currently in a place where I am single, but don't really mind that much. I met this new person in late March of last year and things have been very different for me since meeting him. It was love at first sight and I've never really wanted for anything else since meeting him. We dated for almost a year, were engaged for three months and then broke up. We still see each other at least once a week, sometimes a few times a week and we are still very much in love. He wants to go on a date sometime in the near future and maybe try things again now that we're living on our own again.
My finances are just as bad, if not worse, than they were in February of last year. I'm struggling every day to survive, but I can't let anyone I love know. I'll figure out how to make things work, even if I have to donate enough plasma to make myself sick and sell all of my things. I don't need objects anyways if you think about it. They don't really serve much of a purpose and I think it would be best to get rid of them before they cause any real problems in my life. I hope that things turn around for me and that I'm in a better state of life when I write again.