Jun 07, 2012 00:06
I miss you, you know.
I cannot begin to count the number of times I think "omg need to tell _____ this" or "I wish ______ were here".
But I guess what's done cannot be undone.
Still, I cannot help but wonder how you're doing and whether you miss me too.
Call it pride, call it whatever you want, I simply cannot find it within myself to reconnect with you.
Because I know you mean more to me than I mean to you.
And that's something I'm not prepared to deal with.
But anyhow, I'm writing this just in case you decide to pop by.
I just want you to know that I miss you.
And I hope you miss me too.
But you also need to know that you hurt me when you treated me like a fair weather friend.
The friend you go to when you have problems. The friend you toss aside when everything is fine.
I'm not going to be that person.