it’s so funny how closure works.
you either get it or you end up doing it yourself.
i did the latter and it all came to an end today…
i literally just woke up from the nap i took when i got in.
these last few days have been non stop rush.
my department was packing up to move to the new spot next week.
yesterday i ended up leaving at 11pm.
even though we are moving,
i still had a ton of work i had to get done as well.
sometime in the morning,
after we had a full catered breakfast,
liar liar pulled me to the side and shared a secret with me
she gave her two weeks.
it shocked the fuck outta me.
she has been complaining about the whole move in general.
the commute for her will be farther,
plus she didn’t want to continue on with the company any longer.
she was taking a ton of random “sick days” so i already knew.
even though we went at it a few times,
i got to know her better within these last few months.
we ain’t gonna be friends,
but i do wish her all the best.
that means i am the last fox standing.
as i was packing up,
i got a text from a number i didn’t recognize at first.
it wasn’t until i read the message,
i knew who it was.
we need to talk.
i been thinking about you and wanted to say i’m sorry…”
it was work wolf.
didn’t think i’d hear from him until:
i didn’t know how to reply to him tbh.
a side of me didn’t.
but another side urged me to.
i decided to call his extension.
we spoke for close to an hour.
he told me he missed me so much,
but he needed space.
during the time we were fighting a lot,
he was dealing with a lot of stress from his job and his family.
when we chilled in the beginning,
it was an escape for him,
but i started acting too much like what he was trying to get away from.
he also said that i was acting too much like “a vixen”.
being jealous and lashing out when i didn’t do what i wanted him to do.
I can admit that
he admitted it was cowardly to just up and ghost me like that.
i had him real vex though.
i told him how much he hurt me by doing that.
i wasn’t trying to look like “the big bad fox” today.
like my shit didn’t stink and i was good.
i took responsibility for all my actions within the fall out.
i didn’t apologize for the entire situation,
but only for the part i played within.
judging from the conversation,
he experienced a shit load of karma during our separation.
fell out with some family members
got betrayed by some colleagues
had to move out and find a room
life has been a roller coaster for me since we stopped talking…”
there i was thinking he was doing well.
one thing that actually surprised me is the vixen we use to chill with.
he went to her and told her how much he missed me,
and heard that i will be leaving the building soon,
but didn’t know how to approach.
they have been lowkey talking about me,
how he may have lost a good animal with his ignorance,
and that door will be closed once i bounce.
i found it weird she asked me one day,
a couple weeks ago,
if i heard from him.
well he has a vixen now.
they been together for 3 weeks.
he says he is falling in love with her.
i’m shocked he said “love”.
he did ask me if i could do his hair again soon.
the weird part is,
i didn’t feel the same as i once did for him.
he was “heart eyes and blushing cheeks” for me.
now i don’t really care as much as.
i guess for me,
i ended up getting my closure once he hit me up.
as soon as i heard him say he was sorry,
a weight lifted off my life.
will we ever be close as we once were?
we are going two separate places in this move.
things could very well be different.
i’m not in a rush to find out tho.
back to sleep now.
mi got all the money she owed the landlord.