Oh I know but it's the worth their time....not personal worth.

I actually can't even word it appropriately anymore. I'm so filled with disgust I'm just trying to gather me back. I know he cares but it's irrelevant at the moment. I think I was worked up on crowning him king that I was making myself look like a pleasant.

But Queens don't crown kings and damnit that's where I'm staying. I'm not changing my thoughts at all.

Universe heard me ask and I out in work to get him back. But now I'm putting in work to be unstoppable and unleaveable. Unbreakable and undeniable. It won't happen again. His crap is his.

This is the beginning of something huge...and it's not just to get back my man but to stamp my existence.

I get it now the idea of letting go...hell it's enough work focusing on yourself...add a kid and a future it's enough to focus on. I did feel like I wasn't worth his time and I can't believe I was crying afraid I'd be alone...I'm sure he will come back again...but this time he won't know hat hit him.  And I'm doing it out of love...but for myself...I think lar09 and cotton are rubbing off. I see why there had to get some grit to them.