I think 2014’s the time to move on, and love someone new, because getting over someone might take time, and that time doesn’t have to be forever.
It will be strange at first. You’ll ask me out on a date, and I’ll nervously do my hair and makeup, wondering if you prefer my hair curled or straight. I never had to wonder with him. You’ll pick me up right on time, and I’ll slide into the front seat of your car and we’ll make small talk and I’ll smile, but I’ll feel awkward messing with the radio, something I never had to think about before.
During dinner I’ll nervously play with my food, wondering if you find me attractive, if you’re judging me for ordering a salad, if you’re thinking my weight makes me undesirable. I always ordered a burger when I was with him — and I almost always finished whatever he left behind. I knew he loved my body, but with you, I’m not sure yet.
When the check comes, we’ll fight over it, but in…
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