Blue, I know you're going to eventually read this. I'm just begging you, please don't just cut things off like that. I get it, I get it. I smothered you to death trying to preserve our friendship. But that friendship is more important to me than anything else, and now it's nonexistent. I'll give you your space. I guess never I had that thought of, she's not going tow ant to talk to you. I shouldn't have still asked. I'm naive, not stupid. I always had the notion when I talked to you that you'd prefer me to be somewhere else. Or when you'd ask me to go, you'd say you didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment. I realize that you were trying to be nice to me and preserve my feelings. But, the only time that I felt like you treated me like shit, was last night. We can work things out.... even though you gave up please let me continue to try. The only reason I stopped giving you space as much is because I thought things were changing for the better. How wrong I was...
And I realize I was "Spit"
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