Happy Birthday.  That is what I heard last night…along with “nothing you say will change my mind.”  No reasons, no rationality, no true concern.  That is what I feel.  As I lay crying, sobbing on the bed, he sat there quiet.  No words, not a hand on my shoulder, and when I would turn around to look at him he was doing something with his iPod he had in his hand for most of the time.  Nice.  Thanks.

But no more tears.  Today is going to be a new day and, as I walk away from the city of Cambridge, a city I have grown to enjoy because we explored it together, I know in my heart this will most likely be the last time I am here.  So sudden.  Ripped away from my grasp without ever once feeling it slip away.  Never once even being told it was slipping or about to slip.  Never a chance to work on things that must have been so bad, so horrible, that a breakup was the only action necessary to fix it.

How can someone be so emotionally removed from me so quickly after being with me for almost three years?  I still don’t get it, probably never will.

But I have a birthday to celebrate and a new life to begin, right?.  Oh, yea, and Thanksgiving to prepare for!