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to whom it may concern:
it seems in the past year our once rediculous closeness has been widened beyond our repair. i changed. you changed. i remember the good times that we had, and the bad. laughing, crying, eating, driving, running, bitching, shopping, typing, talking, working, socializing, drinking, smoking, partying..we did it all..i still consider you to be one of the best things that ever happen to me and i sincerely apologize for not being there for you during this hard time you're going through..though it seems you have surrounded yourself with people that can help you through it. it pains me to say but i feel that we will never again be friends..we're too different and now i feel you judge me..all of me and all that i do..i felt it that last time we hung out..we don't take time for eachother..we go months without talking. i've missed you for quite sometime but have been in denial about it, about us ending..something tells me it happened a long time ago..i was really sad when you couldn't go to oakgrove last semester..i thought we'd finally be in the right forum for us to figure all this out..now it seems we'll never again have that chance..maybe this is all happening for a reason, maybe it just shows we were never as close as we thought we were. i feel i should blame myself most of all for this happening, i've changed the most i think..i keep writing because i don't want to stop, i don't want to click "Update Journal" because that will make it real, it will be "the end of an era" as they say..i wish you all the best..with the boy, with school with your friends..i'm sorry to post this so publically but you know how i am..you always have, and alot of me is still the same..but alot of me is not..
i guess the point of this entirely too long entry is this:
To the person this is addressed to, I Love You. You've provided me with more than you'll ever know, and what you continue to provide others. I thank you for tolerating me, for Loving me, and for letting me be me, but most of all, I Love, and will always Love, Y-O-U.
it seems in the past year our once rediculous closeness has been widened beyond our repair. i changed. you changed. i remember the good times that we had, and the bad. laughing, crying, eating, driving, running, bitching, shopping, typing, talking, working, socializing, drinking, smoking, partying..we did it all..i still consider you to be one of the best things that ever happen to me and i sincerely apologize for not being there for you during this hard time you're going through..though it seems you have surrounded yourself with people that can help you through it. it pains me to say but i feel that we will never again be friends..we're too different and now i feel you judge me..all of me and all that i do..i felt it that last time we hung out..we don't take time for eachother..we go months without talking. i've missed you for quite sometime but have been in denial about it, about us ending..something tells me it happened a long time ago..i was really sad when you couldn't go to oakgrove last semester..i thought we'd finally be in the right forum for us to figure all this out..now it seems we'll never again have that chance..maybe this is all happening for a reason, maybe it just shows we were never as close as we thought we were. i feel i should blame myself most of all for this happening, i've changed the most i think..i keep writing because i don't want to stop, i don't want to click "Update Journal" because that will make it real, it will be "the end of an era" as they say..i wish you all the best..with the boy, with school with your friends..i'm sorry to post this so publically but you know how i am..you always have, and alot of me is still the same..but alot of me is not..
i guess the point of this entirely too long entry is this:
To the person this is addressed to, I Love You. You've provided me with more than you'll ever know, and what you continue to provide others. I thank you for tolerating me, for Loving me, and for letting me be me, but most of all, I Love, and will always Love, Y-O-U.