White Flag

And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was there
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
-Dido, White Flag






Ironic how the first post (used to rant&rave in Multiply) is about an ending.

Normally, I'm not the type of girl who takes 'no' for an answer. I'm also not the type who easily gives up. I know what I want and I'd do whatever it takes to get it. Normally.

90 something days.
I walk away - cool, composed, somewhat victorious - only to be pulled back.
Now he walks away.  Suddenly. Silently. Completely victorious.

My ultimate fiasco.
So much for beauty, intellect, and charm.
Ego twice crushed.
Major sexual heartbreak.