These past few days have just been hectic and emotional. After my last post, Zach called me and said he was coming over, so I waited for that. So when my doorbell rang, I opened the door expecting Zach, but instead saw Jon. I was so shocked and confused, and I just stood there in the doorway for literally five minutes. Jon tried to hug me, but I kept backing away until we were both finally inside of my house. I ended up on my couch breaking down like an idiot, and Jon had the nerve to ask me what was wrong. I honestly don’t know what came over me, because I got up and slapped him in the face, and I started yelling at him. Finally, everything that I wanted to tell him had just came out. My side of the story was finally said. He apologized over and over again and said he never meant to hurt me.
We ended up talking things out, and apparently he’s back in Texas just to visit old friends. I’m not sure where this leaves us, but I know there won’t be any romance between us any time soon because I’m still hurt and he has to leave back to California soon.
He’s supposed to be coming over later today to take me out to lunch, so I guess I should get ready. After all that has happened between us, I still have strong feelings for him, and I can’t help but be excited for later on. I’m always going to be in love with him, and there’s always going to be a part of me that’s going to forgive him.
