New Years Sucks.
I woke up this morning...hoping I would feel better...not a chance. I left the window open from last night of our converstation...reading it this morning, just brought everything back. I don't know why...that is what bugs me the most, gets to me...I've come to terms she loves him, he loves her. She is happy, thats all I could want, he knows that, granted his views of me might be construded, but such is the way things go. What does there relationship have anything to do with our friendship? How am I a hinderance to it?
"and i cant really go on wiht us being friends right now.. i cant okay?"
Than when asked why...I'm told its a long story, and she doesn't have time for it...so you say we can't be friends, but than you can't even give me the reasoning for it? I'm still at a complete loss over what the hell happened with it all...
I woke up, and looked over at the side of my secretary where I have all my various things taped up...and saw a piece of pink construction paper...remember who it was written by, I read over it again. Now it's a personal letter, I'm not even going to quote any of it...there is an issue of respect still involved in this thing, why...I don't know.
Reading over it again...makes me even more confused...something as trivial as this, and she calls it quits on our friendship...I thought I knew her better, I guess I was wrong...very wrong indeed. Usually I can read a person damn well...this one has always been a bit tricky, guess I should have seen it to begin with...
And so...this will be the last time she is ever mentioned in this, my little space of venting and therapy. One more woman that goes into the forgotten box, another tick mark in the failed catagory...I say farewell, and adieu...Sara.
"Lovers come and go, but friends remain forever"...or do they?
"and i cant really go on wiht us being friends right now.. i cant okay?"
Than when asked why...I'm told its a long story, and she doesn't have time for it...so you say we can't be friends, but than you can't even give me the reasoning for it? I'm still at a complete loss over what the hell happened with it all...
I woke up, and looked over at the side of my secretary where I have all my various things taped up...and saw a piece of pink construction paper...remember who it was written by, I read over it again. Now it's a personal letter, I'm not even going to quote any of it...there is an issue of respect still involved in this thing, why...I don't know.
Reading over it again...makes me even more confused...something as trivial as this, and she calls it quits on our friendship...I thought I knew her better, I guess I was wrong...very wrong indeed. Usually I can read a person damn well...this one has always been a bit tricky, guess I should have seen it to begin with...
And so...this will be the last time she is ever mentioned in this, my little space of venting and therapy. One more woman that goes into the forgotten box, another tick mark in the failed catagory...I say farewell, and adieu...Sara.
"Lovers come and go, but friends remain forever"...or do they?