I loved you. But I’ve hated your guts. You were an extension of this weekend and everything it held. Before now, I wouldn’t have thought one weekend could have held so many emotions. Experiences. Moments.
What were you thinking? Really. Today, I laughed with you. Cried at your insensitivity and raged at your unfairness. Smiled and felt the genuine warmth of your love, Today. A whole spectrum of emotions. Of feelings. All through a filter called my experience. And all so raw and right there.
Because of you, Today, I experienced the strength of Hubby’s arms wrapped around me. So I guess that was alright, in the end. But what a weekend you and your mate Saturday cooked up for us. Actually Friday was in on the act too when I think about it. I was tested. I was pushed by you. It was a lot to take on. To take in.
And yet, here I stand, victorious. Suck on that. And with that, I bid you, goodnight. And goodbye.
Suger 
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