For the Boys:

Oct 22, 2005 00:48

Scott,
Just so I make this perfectly clear, because I'm sure that you're confused about what happened and you must not believe that you have done anything wrong. It's almost funny. The last few times somthing like this happened to me, the guy would call after a few monthes (or otherwise get a hold of me, even years later) and say somthing quite akin to the following statement:
"Hey. Um, I understand now, or at least I'd like to think I do. And I'm sorry."

Not all of them have apolagized, but almost all. So what did they do wrong? What do you do? Or didn't you do to make me want to break up with you?

You were never there for me. Not so much ignored or directly hurt me as just started out very romantic, passionate and genuinely caring and then gradually expectations dropped off into nothing. And I refuse to settle. Your favorite thing to say was "Tell me somthing" but you don't tell me anything. You're apathetic and inconsitterate. I don't love you anymore. Goodbye.

By the way, if you would ever like any of the other items you have indefinately loaned us, you may have back at any time. I begrudge you nothing. Don't be afraid to contact myself or my husband.

Jake,
I miss you. Really, that's all. I wish we were working together on a project again. I'll call ya soon Buddy. Hang in there. I am.

Aaron,
Son, Oedipus, friend and now, a man. I never realized until recently what a great guy you are. I'm sorry if I ever took you for granted. I wish we lived closer to each other. I think about you all the time. Hopfully, I'll see you soon. Til then I'm sending a whole lotta love your way.

James,
I miss you and Khym all the time. Lee too. We speak of nothing else. Call me. Take care of yourself.

sex, friends, age, true love, freedom, writing, balance, truth

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