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2005-01-13 - 7:23 p.m.
you disappoint me. honestly, you do. i can't even begin to comprehend your reasoning as to why you haven't cared to pick up a phone and talk--to ask me how my day was, to ask me if i'm feeling better, or even just 'why have four days passed and we haven't said a word?' but instead, you are stubborn. you are stubborn all the time and this time especially, if only because for the past few months, we've loved each other's company for days. how can you be so stubborn? i'm wordless. i'm tired and unable to superfluously create those sorts of elaborate sentences that are camoflauged in the falseness that sincerity exists. it's this simple: you hurt me. you are selfish enough to let so much silence go by and you hurt me. and i don't want to feel bad for feeilng hurt, because so easily does that role of "i'm allowed to be mad" switch to "i'm sorry even though i was angry first" and i won't allow it. i'm hurt and i'm angry and it's your fault this time.
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