I thought we were going to be together forever. It showed up out of nowhere about 364.25 days ago and never left me. We did everything together last year. Good times, bad times; everything. The kids liked it, Michelle liked it, even all of my friends seemed to be incredibly comfortable with it. There was nothing in my life that wasn’t complemented with its presence.
But, all of a sudden it left me. One day it was here, the next it was gone. Now it’s just a memory. It’ll never come back no matter how hard I try and beg and plead and bargain. Never. I guess I just have to accept it.
But I’m going to be ok with you leaving me, 31. Because if you can just disappear like that than I don’t need you. Besides, I have 32 now and it is everything I’ve ever wanted. It has promised to be good to me, and I will be good to it. Together, we will achieve more than I ever could have with that, ugh, 31.
And 32 won’t just up and leave me like 31 did. Never.