So there it is. The last picture of the last day trip with my most recent ex, "C". The irony of this photo is that its one of the only photos taken before the camera died, and its of H & I walking away.
This was probably one of the easiest break ups for me since I was in middle school. Who dates in middle school, right? It was nursery-school dating though. Holding hands, pecks on the cheek, that kind of stuff.
Regardless, it was still a hard break up. I really cared for him, and would of liked to have him a part of H & my life. He would of made a good addition to our tribe. I wanted him to meet the couple I adore in S.F. and I mean, that's sayin' something.
I think he still has some growing up to do. His personal vocabulary consists of me, I, myself, and so on. He's not ready for a single mom, and her daughter.
It's a lot of responsibility, and I respect that. So I walked away.
No hard feelings. I'm sure we're cool.
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