May 17, 2008 03:48
I wonder if you still read this. I wish things would have worked out. Some days, I still thumb the digits of your old phone number on my cell. I still read your journal from time to time. Not all of it. I like to catch a glimpse of your life. I read the entry about E and the ring. It hurt. I was surprised I could still feel so strongly about your own pain.
And you, who never read this and never will, I still don't understand what happened. Did you love me? Is that why you couldn't be my friend anymore once I met Jude? I suspected it for a long time, and a few people told me that's what it was, but... I miss your laugh.
I really miss you two. Maybe I miss the way things were.