i have no other way to deal with my disappointment in him other than telling myself that words do not have the same meaning to everyone. and even though i try really hard to believe it, i cannot help but feel angry at him. and that anger boils and brings to surface all of the other empty promises he told me.

but i let him get to me. i give him the power to make me upset at one thirty in the morning.

one day i will have to forgive his lack of follow-through. or inconsiderateness. whatever it is. i have to live my life for me.