“it’s not that you said you didn’t like me. i never let the feelings that i may have had for you out in the open, so if you didn’t want to be with me, i would’ve just blamed myself. why hadn’t i just said something? but i would have been okay with it. there wouldn’t have been any other choice for me. time would have passed and eventually our friendship would have continued on, as if nothing had happened. like feelings weren’t hurt and emotions were ignored. it’s the fact that you stood in my face, looked me in the eyes, and told me you didn’t like me. when everyone knew that wasn’t true. our friends, your parents, everyone. you even knew. but you continue to masquerade around like i somehow hurt you because i chose to move on, while you cling to memories. pretending the thought of what may have been between us doesn’t cause you heartache. and that you don’t miss what we had. because in the past, we shared a special bond. but you’re letting a bad attitude ruin our present. and destroy the possibility of a future. you said you didn’t like me. you said not to believe the people who said otherwise. so i didn’t. and now you want to be like this. why would i ever have wanted to be with someone like that?”
sometime in '00 or '01, i don't remember the exact date.
August 6, 2012
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