I’ve deleted his number and messages.
I’ve thrown out his pictures and letters he made me.
If I have any gifts left, I have them hidden somewhere I can’t see.
He’s deleted off everything. I have no messages from him anymore.
I never see him. No one talks about him to me really.
I’ve done all that and more. So, why do I still think about him when I’m lonely?
All I want for Christmas, is you back in my life. I just want to start new. No strings attached. Nothing serious. Just getting to know eachother again. All I want for Christmas. Is another chance.
My ideal guy is someone who can respect me. Someone the exact opposite of my ex. (Still don’t know why I fell so hard for him when he’s not the type I want)
I want the type of guy who’s willing to save me the bubble wrap because he knows I love popping them. They type of guy who knows I hate odd numbers, so he will make sure the volume on the tv stays on an even number. The type of guy who will buy me a flower once in a while for no reason. (Not saying I want gifts alll the time, Just a nice gesture once in a while to say that he cares)
Someone who can respect me and be honest. Someone who won’t cheat or use me. A faithful guy.
My ex made me feel like I can’t have anyone like that, and for the longest time, I believed it. He didn’t make me feel very pretty or smart or worth it. Yet, he made me happy when I was with him? I don’t understand that, but I’m done trying to make sense of the impossiable. It’s done with, and I don’t want to think of him again.
I’m starting to let myself feel pretty. Buying new clothes, makeup. I’m not being a whore, I’m just letting myself fell pretty. Finally.
I know theres great guys out there, even right under my nose. But somehow, I don’t think I’ve found the right one quite yet. Just because the guys I have fell for didn’t turn out well, doesn’t mean that’s the way the whole world works. I’ve got plenty of time to find that right man God made for me. I know He’s out there somewhere, or maybe I’ve met him already and it’s just not time yet.
Only time will tell what’s in store!
