Why don't you understand?
I am not in love with you. I do not want you. You are an ass. For 1 day, 1 little tiny day, I saw the boy I fell in love with all those years ago. For 1 day I thought I loved you again. But I am not in love with you, I don't need you. Yes I called you a few times to talk about things that I don't have anyone else to talk to about. Things that you and 2 other people know, Those 2 people I can't talk to right now. One is in Iraq and the other treats me like an inconvenience. Of course there are other people that I would trust and they might even be better to talk to but first I would have to tell then the whole story of the problem and well that just takes way too much time when all i want is someone to listen for a few minutes. I thought we were going to be friends but you seem to want me to hate you. Otherwise why would you have been so sweet and friendly one day and a complete monster the next. I don't know what to think of you and I am tired of thinking of you. The good news is that my life really is better now. I really haven't thanked you enough.