Never Be Like You

Sometimes I can't help but think about the worst day of my life. When I'm in the shower and relaxing, sometimes my mind goes to that day. The way he peeked around the shower curtain so innocently and talked so gently. That changed as soon as I stepped out of the tub. I see his face constantly and remember the feeling in my heart and mind.
I try to replace those thoughts with thoughts of my present and future. I have an amazing guy by my side who shows me everyday how much he cares. Josh has a lot of ambition and I love it. He probably doesn't realize how much I think about him. I want to do everything and anything with him just to spend a little extra time together and make brand new memories. I can't wait until the summer. The amount of time we can spend together will easily triple and we may even spend whole weekends with each other.
I haven't heard from JP in over a week. No emails, no texts, no calls, no voicemails, no ringing doorbells. It's been silent. I thought for sure I'd miss it just a tiny bit but I was so wrong. It's nice not to have to worry about him. He's stuck with his mistakes and the life he created for himself. What am I stuck with? An amazingly handsome and sweet guy who treats me exactly how I've always wanted to be treated. I almost wish JP would read this blog. Salt in the wounds, you know? JP, if you are reading this, I hope you finally understand how serious I was. I told you that if you hurt me, I will be the coldest bitch you will ever meet. I would love nothing more than to have you roll some bagels for my wedding in a few years, and maybe even let you sit in the audience to make you see what you lost. You made your bed. You made my bed too. Unfortunately for you, you aren't the one sharing it with me.