i’ve had a great week. all in all. i saw a very old friend last night.
last night though, i broke down a little bit. it has been three days since i said i didn’t want to hear your voice anymore and you protested saying that wasn’t fair.
:i’m leaving for maryland.
::now?
:this isn’t what i want
::is this about someone else?
:i just will never forgive you for things
and though i think the worst of you right now for about an hour i cried in a big empty room. i dialed your number and let it ring to voicemail. i didnt have anything to say anyways.
::i’m going to marry you, amy, i know that for sure. i will never find anyone who i feel about like i do you.
wait.
in the morning air i feel better and back to my senses. you are such a jerk.
i honestly feel bad for girls who are still falling into your traps and believing you care.
