Bitter is the New Black
Dear Bitterness,
We have a love/hate relationship don’t we? You thought to creep into my thoughts this weekend and on such a lovely Saturday…rude.
Yes, I get it. It was deeply ironic that HE was practicing the music that he’d be playing at a friend’s wedding in a few short months. That we’re a few weeks away from living separately due to the fact that his music needs to be his first love and because I need to put myself first if the person I’m with wont. You’ve made your point.
Let’s make a deal, I’ll wear my black and we’ll part ways.
Cordially,
Eleanor