Tuesday Post for 11/04

My birthday is on the fifth. Billy just broke up with me. Things are kind of strange. I'm on a train. I cried a lot. I am nearly nineteen and I wonder if I'm growing up too quickly a lot of the time. This is very choppy writing, and I apologize for that. I hope things work out with us again. We both agreed it was a possibility. The timing just sucks. As cliche as that right-person-wrong-time thing is, that's the truth in this situation. We're both pursuing BFAs at schools three hours away from each other. Living weekend-to-weekend just isn't working. I really hope he isn't going to find someone new. A huge part of me believes that, in part because things ended well, this will be okay, and we will be together again; just now isn't the right time. I hope that and pray that and in part believe that to be true. But who knows? All I know is that I am in God's hands, and I know that whatever He has planned for me will be great and fantastic; I can only hope and pray that Billy is part of that plan.