Okay so music and a bad heartbreak goes together like a pint of ice cream and a break up. But the sad thing is there was no break up or make up. It's just hanging out there in the fucking wind blowing around getting bigger like a kid with bubble gum seeing how big of a bubble he can get. I don't want it to end and much less end this bad, it's bound to end after all the shit this week. I pulled a Trey on him and didn't realize it until this very moment. What a piece of shit I am being to the man I want to marry, this isn't how it's suppose to be, but then again does it ever go the way we want it to? No, I don't need to be hung up on it anymore, we'll see how it all goes if I leave it at an apology, and there at that and just let him make the next move. If I keep my mind off him until he feels like emailing me or hanging and then maybe things might smooth over. Only time can tell and until then I am going to chill out, spend time with my daughter and listen to some great and at the moment depressing music and dance like no body's watching me even if they are. They will laugh, she will laugh and I will eventually laugh again. You know one of those belly laughs that make you feel like you're gonna piss yourself... Later guys and gals. *Trina*