It happens, it happens one day
I haven't written in here forever.
I hope I have never been like this.
Too wrapped up in my own life to see that I'm hurting someone.
So wrapped up that this thing, this obsession becomes my whole being and makes me incapable of seeing other people's pain, of hearing what other people have to say.
I cannot believe him. I just cannot fathom doing this to someone.
He is deliberately trying to sabatoge his friend's chances of meeting someone else. When this would be a HUGE step for this friend.
He claims he loves him.
This isn't love.
If he really loved him, he'd let it happen, be happy for him.
Sure, it would hurt, but isn't that better than causing pain for another, someone you care about?
God, I'm so tired. Now that I have the time to sleep, I can't. Because of this. Because I just cannot say the right thing with him. Everything I say is wrong. Everything I do is wrong. I'm so sick of being treated this way. He's supposed to be my friend. Guess he can only do that when we're both miserable? As if the minute I find someone and am finally happy, it's an affront to him, as if I'm deliberately trying to remind him of the fact that he is single. WELL I'M SORRY YOU FEEL THAT WAY BUT I REFUSE TO BE WHO I WAS.
And I need you. I do. This is not easy for me, the distance. It's not. I've needed you all along. And you weren't there.
You just weren't there.
I hope I have never been like this.
Too wrapped up in my own life to see that I'm hurting someone.
So wrapped up that this thing, this obsession becomes my whole being and makes me incapable of seeing other people's pain, of hearing what other people have to say.
I cannot believe him. I just cannot fathom doing this to someone.
He is deliberately trying to sabatoge his friend's chances of meeting someone else. When this would be a HUGE step for this friend.
He claims he loves him.
This isn't love.
If he really loved him, he'd let it happen, be happy for him.
Sure, it would hurt, but isn't that better than causing pain for another, someone you care about?
God, I'm so tired. Now that I have the time to sleep, I can't. Because of this. Because I just cannot say the right thing with him. Everything I say is wrong. Everything I do is wrong. I'm so sick of being treated this way. He's supposed to be my friend. Guess he can only do that when we're both miserable? As if the minute I find someone and am finally happy, it's an affront to him, as if I'm deliberately trying to remind him of the fact that he is single. WELL I'M SORRY YOU FEEL THAT WAY BUT I REFUSE TO BE WHO I WAS.
And I need you. I do. This is not easy for me, the distance. It's not. I've needed you all along. And you weren't there.
You just weren't there.