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Feb 28, 2006 23:48

For all sad words of tongue or pen/the saddest are these; It might have been!
- John Greenleaf Whittier
It might have been. That’s something I never want to hear; that it might have been if I had gotten the guts to do something: pick up the phone, write a letter, or say something that should be said. So from now on, I’m going to not be scared to do something. I’ll call Craig, and not worry about what will happen or what he’ll think. I actually had the guts to send Nick a long letter today, apologizing for last May. I felt like a weight had been lifted after the envelope slipped out of sight in the mailbox. But I tell you, I stood for about 5 minutes in the rain, just staring at that letter in my hands. But what could it hurt? I also put potentially huge dent in a good friendship of mine when I said we couldn’t be friends with benefits unless we both really wanted it. But I’m glad it’s out in the open now that I’ve never had completely platonic feelings for him. I’m glad he knows. No more “It might have been”s for me; I’m living my life now, and living it to the fullest.
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