You know, I never understood why miserable people enjoy making others miserable. The other day, I witnessed a grown ass 31 year old tell an 8 year old that her mother didn’t care for her. Like what in the hell? Why would you ever say that to a child. Why would you ever bring someone down like that? I have never been so mad, I made it known that he’s an idiot and was wrong. I just don’t understand people sometimes
cute little rock I found while on my little adventure around town today #stpeterocks
I’m standing here in the kitchen, holding my cup of tea, enjoying this beautiful moment with my partner as he and I both unwind from a long and somewhat stressful day. I take my first sip of my tea and instantly, my mind fills with memories of…you. Our first “date”, you made me a cup of tea. The night we were having some quality time downtown and all of sudden it starts raining so we rush over to our favorite tea spot and order our teas. Thought is was kinda funny how the rain stopped once we got our drinks so we decided to keep going for our walk…holding your hand..the way your skin felt against mine.. I felt like nothing could ever go wrong as long as I had you. Or how whenever you made tea at night, you would call me to say you were making tea and thought of me. Tea WAS our thing..
As I stand here with all these memories flooding my mind, I have to admit, I dont miss you. You are my past and I will forever cherish the good we had for it taught me to love life and myself.
But as I look up at my partner now, I wouldn’t trade this for anything. Watching him get all excited while talking about what he talks about most(government and conspiracy theories), gives me such warmth and relief in a way, knowing that he is who I’m coming home to, to enjoy a cup of tea with.