Tuesday, May 12, 2009

To Whom It May Concern

I left you a voicemail detailing everything I wanted to say but couldn't, so I'm not going to go into that here.  Let's spare the innocent.

I've never wanted to strangle you more than I do right now.  But all I want is for you to say that you're sorry, that you fucked up...that you still care.  Because I definitely still care.

Let's face it.  I laid everything down on the line.  I gave you something very precious and you dropped it and you broke it.  I thought I could trust you not to run away from this.  I was counting on you to be different from them.

You told me that I needed to learn how to open up to people.  You told me that I needed to accept the humanity in everyone.  You told me that I was wrong when I claimed that every good thing has a catch.
Guess what?

You proved that I was right.

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