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Yet I've been focusing on much more than college basketball in the past few weeks. I've had some ups, quite a few downs, and a few loop-de-loops. On the last Friday of February I split with my girlfriend of 4 months. I know some of you are thinking "Wow, what a lame-o. Get over it," Don't you worry, I did. I was out going nuts with a few girls three days later, which to some would be a little fucked up, but I didn't care. I felt that if my girlfriend was going to be heartless, then it's a courtesy to return the favor.
Two weeks passed before we spoke to each other again. From the stories that a mutual friend told me, my ex had been frantically trying to get a hold of me for a few days, texting and snapchating me at lest four times a day. When I finally got around to giving her a call, the words she uttered threw me for a loop. She said, and I quote, "I felt terrible about ending our relationship the way we did, the guilt I have is always around me, can we get back together?"
And what did I say? "I would love to."
Who wouldn't? She was the perfect girl (a cherry, THS! lolz). Funny, smart, chill, beautiful, charming, amazing, just perfect. And I really can't let her go again.