PaRT DEuX

Something very interesting happened today with Nicolas. I wanted to take a picture of him with my camera and he told me he didn't take pictures. They were memories he didn't want to remember. I knew he was lying. He didn't want me to have a picture of him, it would be evidence of our "relationship" together. I sat on the corner of the bed feeling so small. How was it possible to let someone, who isn't important affect me? I pretended to be absorbed on what was on the television as he rambled on. There was nothing he could say that would make me feel better. It was the funniest thing. . . well not really so much funny as it was sad that in those few words spoken tonight, I knew exactly where I stood. And as I walked down the hallway to the elevator, I made a decision, I erased his number from my phone. As simple as that. It's not worth feeling like this. It's time for me to start taking care of myself again. I think I'm just meant to be alone.