trade deadlines.
you know, the comical thing about it all is that I created the turbulence by feeling the need to walk away and find myself. it wasn’t the cleanest break, but it was the domino that got it all started. and now i’ve found myself, i’ve learned about myself, i’ve attacked my flaws relentlessly, I continue to build upon what i’ve already built… and nights like these I would truthfully go back and undo my decision & opt to figure it all out differently. isn’t that just?.. I don’t know. comical?
I’m not sure when we lost sight of ourselves, but it led us to lose sight of each other as a result. so I can’t help but question - what the hell were we looking at & why?
we couldn’t have possibly imagined it would hurt this badly, because if we did, we’d have been what we needed for each other. we wouldn’t have lost our focus in the first place. we’d have been locked into ourselves and locked into each other. and it’s not like we weren’t capable. unfortunately we just didn’t execute.
and sure, it would’ve been a much harder approach.
but it would’ve worked.
can’t say that about the approach we chose now,
can we?
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all those trade rumors are usually just rumors — until the fucking Nets got James Harden.
all love - love always, E.
