Oct 06, 2007 19:47
I could totally self destruct right now, but I'm not going to. I could smoke a whole pack of cigarettes and drink a litre of rum, but I'm not going to. I could give in and be the first to break the silence between me and him, but I'm not going to.
Most people would call me stubborn, possibly unforgiving and undeniably immature for not wanting to be the first person to make peace. It's breaking my heart but it would break my spirit more to send a text message.
A part of me knows that the situation is bound to resolve itself in due time, but then another part of me thinks that maybe we've pushed eachother too far and that a coffee and a smoke won't make a damn difference.
So for now I choose to back off. I choose to become idle and passive-aggressive and pretend that this isn't making me want to give in, call the bastard and buy him a large skim flat white with two raw sugars and a pack of dunhill white fine cut...