guess this is the end

Aug 23, 2008 15:03


Craig.
Where to start?
I'll start with thank you. Thank you for being honest with me. It came way too fucking late, but at least you finally managed it. I never lied to you, just so you know, not once.
I actually can't believe you left it two months before talking with me. That was cruel on so many levels. Hopefully it satisfied your self righteous streak.
I get it, I really do, why you're so upset. And I can see you hating me. For srsly. If you wanna hate me, you can. I'll hurt, but I'll understand.
But to tell me you still love me, you always will, and you remember all the amazing times and you miss them but you won't be with me...?
"Love" is understanding and forgiveness. "Love" is patience and the drive to keep love alive. If you actually 'love' me, then you'd try. So you don't love me. You might still care, but it's not the same.
So fuck right off. No, I don't want to fucking be friends with you. You said if I ever need anything, you'd be right there to help me? Well what I need is the guy who said he loved me and wanted to spend his life with me to either fess up and admit he's a fucking liar, or to leave me alone so I can attempt to scrape my life together again.
I made a mistake and you have no idea how hard I wish I could take it back. But 'sorry' isn't good enough and now I 'have to live with the consequences of my actions'.
Apparently forgiveness is too much to ask from someone who loves you, or you never really loved me at all.
Goodbye.

sob story, craig, feelings

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