I shoulda left my phone at home cuz this is a disaster
I feel like you're running off with my best friend all over again. That may not be the case, but it hurts. I am in no position to tell you who you can and cannot be friends with, but I do need to say that it feels like it did so long ago.
You think I just threw you away, cast you aside like you didn't matter, like I didn't love you or care about you, but this is not true. I was losing myself again; I needed to be free to come back to myself. I was feeling smothered, and felt like we were going nowhere. I felt that you would never really be what I wanted, traveling at such a slow pace down the road we were on, and I don't have all the time in the world.
I've debated long and hard about even writing this, but I decided I should. Yes, I miss you. Not everything, but all the good and wonderful things about you and being with you. I'm in a beautiful villa in Wine Country, all alone today, and you don't even know how tempted I have been to call you and invite you up here. I know you wouldn't, you probably wouldn't answer the phone, but that doesn't change you being on my mind.
I have not sat idly by, pining or whining or being depressed or drinking or skipping work... and I'm ashamed of you for doing such things. Again, I understand fully that it is not my place to think that way about you, but I still do. you must understand that I still care, and you still have power enough to hurt me.
Just don't get involved with her. Please. I won't put it on her shoulders, because (though I love her to death) she's just not as trustworthy. But you are fully capable of showing integrity, if you just would, and I pray that you do.
I hear you. Your words don't fall on deaf ears. But as I said, I'm not obliged to reply, because I don't owe it to you. Simply put, you let me down too many times, with small things and big things, and I can't let that bring me down anymore. If you would just grow up, work like a man, control your emotions, then we can be whatever you want us to be. Until then, I'm not putting myself out for you. And it hurts, but I need to stand my ground.
You're not being replaced; no one is good enough for me yet. But I'm open to have someone truly prove himself to me. If you want to be that man, THEN BE HIM. Don't promise you WILL, or you WANT to, or you're GOING to, but just fucking DO IT.
You think I just threw you away, cast you aside like you didn't matter, like I didn't love you or care about you, but this is not true. I was losing myself again; I needed to be free to come back to myself. I was feeling smothered, and felt like we were going nowhere. I felt that you would never really be what I wanted, traveling at such a slow pace down the road we were on, and I don't have all the time in the world.
I've debated long and hard about even writing this, but I decided I should. Yes, I miss you. Not everything, but all the good and wonderful things about you and being with you. I'm in a beautiful villa in Wine Country, all alone today, and you don't even know how tempted I have been to call you and invite you up here. I know you wouldn't, you probably wouldn't answer the phone, but that doesn't change you being on my mind.
I have not sat idly by, pining or whining or being depressed or drinking or skipping work... and I'm ashamed of you for doing such things. Again, I understand fully that it is not my place to think that way about you, but I still do. you must understand that I still care, and you still have power enough to hurt me.
Just don't get involved with her. Please. I won't put it on her shoulders, because (though I love her to death) she's just not as trustworthy. But you are fully capable of showing integrity, if you just would, and I pray that you do.
I hear you. Your words don't fall on deaf ears. But as I said, I'm not obliged to reply, because I don't owe it to you. Simply put, you let me down too many times, with small things and big things, and I can't let that bring me down anymore. If you would just grow up, work like a man, control your emotions, then we can be whatever you want us to be. Until then, I'm not putting myself out for you. And it hurts, but I need to stand my ground.
You're not being replaced; no one is good enough for me yet. But I'm open to have someone truly prove himself to me. If you want to be that man, THEN BE HIM. Don't promise you WILL, or you WANT to, or you're GOING to, but just fucking DO IT.