A Happy Ending
As soon as I had finished writing my emotional post, and I had finally calmed down, Q showed up at my door. He just smiled and I smiled back. That lasted for a few minutes and then we hugged. He sat down and we talked and wound up getting some pizza and talking. I apologized for everything and promised I will back off more in regards to texts and calls. It reassured me and it also gave me hope that maybe Q realizes how much he did mean to me and how much I am trying to become a better person after what I experienced with him. I want to be able to give him everything if I happened to have another chance. For now I want to be the best friend I can be for him, that is, if he wants me there.
Anyways, it’s late. My friends just left. We had a night of “Curb Your Enthusiasm” followed by a Del Taco run. Too bad I feel somewhat nauseous from my breakfast burrito and it’s bedtime.