Wednesday, December 24, 2008
There's not much I can say at all. And certainly nothing that will make things (or you) better.
Well, that is, short of lying.
Or half-lying. Which is even more dangerous, as I've found.
So, um. I'm sorry. For making it painful. For not knowing what to do. For maybe falling and then picking myself up before you did.
I guess actually the nicest thing would be to act like a total bitch and block you and slam stuff at you til you're totally justified in hating me, and you do. Hate's the easiest way to get over things, I think. It's the most common, anyhow.
It's also the most terrible.
So, no. Because I don't want to fall in to the trap of hating you, and mostly because I don't want to be hated.
Yeah, okay. Guess I'm selfish.
I actually think we were friends. For what little time we had before I fell ridiculously hard and things screwed up. And, being brutally honest, I don't really care if we aren't now. I feel like I made fools of both of us. Which is also why we can't fall into the hating trap. Become even more stupid, wow, how predictable.
Heh. Don't know what I'm babbling about so late. It's Christmas Eve. I'm leaving this time tomorrow. HEARTFELT RELIEF AND JOY!
Posted by nayrakroarual at 1:33 AM
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