Is honesty the ultimate deathwish...?
To think that the truth would hurt so much as do send one girl spiraling into nothing. Into a damned dark nexus of sadness, doubt, and hate. I hear the phrase "The truth will set you free", and yet, I see her...and I listen to what we say to one another. We yell. We fight. I can't stand it anymore...I know things will never...be the same as it once was. Yes, I told her those words...and she got much more depressed. Normally, you would think being honest would help somebody cope with loss...but not in this situation. I feel as if I hurt her more then I could've ever imagined...and although I do not take back the words I say...I am sorry for hurting you. To say the least, I only wanted to help you understand...and yet, I am stagnent in your feelings of remorse...I don't understand why you hurt. I mean, i've been terrible to you...if anything, you should stop talking to me for that reason. I am not going back on what I say...but understand that I had no intend on hurting you in the way I did. Forgive me for the sins I commit...and let hell's blood pour over my head and infest my skull...perhaps then I will know the pain you feel...perhaps then, I will enter that nexus of shame your in...and i'll be shot like a pinball through the very wormholes you go through. Again, i'm sorry...my friend. I was only being honest...and if that causes you to hate me...then so be it. I only want what is best for you...and I will be there for you...whether i'm physically there or not...