Feb 03, 2008 16:28
You, of all people, have surprised me. Who knew you had such a huge inner dirtbag.
Really. Changing the answering machine greeting so I'm no longer on it and then her calling the very same night? All very transparent. You not coming home last night? I don't even need to wonder where you were.
I never knew you at all.
Did you want to fuck things up so badly that they'd never be able to be fixed?
At this rate, we're not even going to be able to be friends.
Look, point is this: I broke up with you because I had to. You were becoming impossible to live with. Maybe I hoped that would be enough for you to just give me a hand every now and then so I'm not so fucking worn out all the time. So I had no reason to be mad. So I knew you actually cared enough to try. I didn't want to leave you, our house, our life. Sorry that I've hurt you and made you so mad that you immediately run to someone else. Sew your wild oats, I guess, if you want. But one day - you'll miss me.