emo
You know what I forgot about being single? That stupid transition period right after you break up where it still hurts too much to talk to the other person, but you can't remember how not to talk to them, either. Don't get me wrong, I'm not sitting in my apartment moping; my friends are making sure of that, with various combinations of food, alcohol, and amusing adventures (apparently taking me to the aquarium seemed like a logical cheering up strategy). I just. I miss her.
Which is dumb, too, because she's all, "Of course we're still friends, come over and have dinner with me!" Except I know us both well enough to know that's a terrible idea. If I go over there, there will be shenanigans. I don't need to do that to myself. I'll see her before she moves, of course. It's just that right now, I don't think I can be friends with her. And how stupid is that, that I can't bring myself to see her because I miss her too much?
...I hate this shit. /emo
Which is dumb, too, because she's all, "Of course we're still friends, come over and have dinner with me!" Except I know us both well enough to know that's a terrible idea. If I go over there, there will be shenanigans. I don't need to do that to myself. I'll see her before she moves, of course. It's just that right now, I don't think I can be friends with her. And how stupid is that, that I can't bring myself to see her because I miss her too much?
...I hate this shit. /emo