Their Loss, Not Mine.
After letting it all go and scatter to the wind, i feel better and un-phased. It's his loss. That's what mum used to always say to me. She'd say: "Any guy who's dumb enough to let you go from his life wasn't good enough for YOU, cause they'd have to be pretty blind not to see how amazing you are. Look at you! you're gorgeous with the most beautiful smile i know (and i'm not saying that because you are my daughter) You are friendly, you care about others. You have morals and other friends who love you.." and i'd have tears in my eyes whenever she said all that to me, because i always felt like i was the one that was losing something, that i was the one that wasn't good enough for whoever the person was but mum always said it was the other way around. Maybe in this case, i think it really was his loss. Some friend he turned out to be, huh?



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posted on 2012-07-14 @ 12:29 p.m.