Better Off

The picture says it all. I had met up with a friend of mine today, told me she was moving to the East Coast, get away from all the bullshit here in Cali, couldn't handle it. Don't blame her, too much shit is going on, no jobs, recession, and the bitches here are fouler than dirty pussy. BLAH!
We shared a big bag of cheese puffs, bought some Starbucks coffee frapps. only, and devoured half a cake. Talked about some old shit, laughed until our stomachs hurt, rode a bus downtown, and talked to some of the crazy people sitting on the corners bumming for change.
She asked me if I would miss her, told her I would indeed, she gave me something and told me to never forget her. (as if she'd never come back)
I gave her my aviators that cost me $300 (now you know I love you if I did that)
Seen her clocking my shades for two years now, knew she wanted em, after all, she gave me something worth more than 3 bills.
She asked me if I wanted a girlfriend any time soon, as everyone elses response to that question, I told her no. She looked down at her cake and asked me if she decided to stay, would I take an interest in her. I said I didn't know. As some of you know, I already told a certain someone my true feelings and it backfired like a bucket ass hoopty.
Something about her reminded me of Loren, a certain kind of comfort that I missed. Each of my ex's made me feel a certain way, a good way, but at the end of the day, who gave a shit?
After we ate, she asked me why I had commitment anxiety, told her it had to do with my past and it was like a phobia for me almost. Not afraid to take chances, just tired of giving them, so I don't.
She nodded, agreed. "You just choose the wrong females Cat Eyes." she says to me
How am I suppose to know that though? They seem fine when we meet and when we're together, then they start showing who and how they really are.
Before she went home, she gave me this fly ass letter, telling me how she would miss mainly me of all the people here. I teared up a bit and closed it. Called her when I got home and told her she was amazing and I'd always love her. The conversation went a bit deeper into detail, but whatever. Her bags are packed and I'm going to the airport when she leaves on Sunday night.
She told me to post something for her that she sent me, so I will.
Have fun on the east coast beautiful. I miss you already, but I know you're better off.