And so , let me just come out and say this, I think that you really are the asshole that you said you were. I am speaking from the depths of my sincerity , words written to fit the script of my hurt feelings. There is more that I could say but wont , because I know that words can get in the way . But some things are unnecessary. I know that you don’t understand. I lose words when you are around. I cant find an explanation to suit you , one that you will accept and show compassion for. You are not the person that I can reveal any form of vulnerability to. Your talent for hurting my feelings with little to no damn effort amazes me. I didn’t see this in our future. I didn’t get to hold your hands long enough to read your palms.
Why does what you think even matter? Probably because I have often thought of you , in such high esteem . It should be mandatory that thoughts are mutually reciprocated. I’ve imagined your relief when my feelings faded. And I felt uncomfortable still knowing you , all undefined. I know that you were thinking thoughts that I was not privy to. BUT YOUR ACTIONS SHOWED THEM ALL . And as the day ends, I promise myself to leave these hurt feelings on this page.
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