Monday, January 10, 2011

chopped. Not even liver, just chopped.

It happens every single damn time. And every time it hurts less. But damn does this one hurt. I get it. I do , really, I just can't fill that space for you anymore. Not anymore room for me, and I can deal with it. But you need to wake up and smell the cup of crappy coffee. I miss having a best friend who is there for me, like I try to be there for you. If I'm in any way important to you, make some effort. Show me. The way I have always tried to show you how much I care. Your boy (whomever it ends up being) has always been more important to you, that allotment of love for one person outweighs your friendships and thats fine. There isn't anything wrong with that in my book, because if thats truly how things are set up in your mind I can accept that. But I refuse to remain in stasis mode. I am DONE not expressing exactly how I feel.

I couldn't be that one person and I don't begrudge him for making you happy. Thats all I wanted was to love you as much as is humanly possible. But this isn't about me having been in love with you for the past 3 years. That love is changing into something different. This is about you needing to either make a viable show of effort or just saying you'd rather take a break from being friends. That way I can stop sending you texts and being a little more hurt each time you don't respond. When you're ready, I'll be the best friend I can be to you. And thats a vow I won't ever break.
Until then, may you find your happiness and peace in this world. Love always.

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