Jan 08, 2005 07:28
If we shared our lives together, why didn't we share our lives? You shouldn't have to tell me everything, but why wouldn't you want to? Unless there's someone else you're waiting for. Someone who isn't afraid to tell you that the past isn't the past... I was afraid to be honest with you, with myself, because if I were to be honest, gut wrenching honest, then I'd have to admit that we weren't right the way you guys are. Were we?
I get it now. Everything about the situation. About the heartache and why it happened and why he acted the way he did. I get it. And yeah, it still hurts, and I'm sure it will for a while. And yeah, I'm upset. And yeah, it sucks. But if you never get hurt and you're never broken then you can never truly appreciate being happy and being whole.
Who am I trying to kid? A clean break is easier, you can reset it and it heals and you move on, but if you leave things messy or things don't get put right, then it just hurts forever.
It's really time for me to move away from him, from all this. I don't even know who he is anymore.