~ Jason Bourne (when Marie tells him he will soon forget about her)
Why is it that the person who you despise the most is the one you cannot forget about?? I admit it...I was desperate at the time. My standards were drastically lowered. I was in need of someone to talk to. But I'm totally over it now. Today I got an email from "He who must not be named". Someone I've managed to push so far back in my mind that I don't even recall any events that happened as even existing. Why would he write after all this time? Why would someone even bother? Boys are strange. They don't make any sense what-so-ever. I skimmed the e-mail and recognized the tone and cadence to be all to familar. I quickly deleted it...it made me sick to my stomach that he was even thinking of me....probably for awhile now (not to sound conceded) but that's what people do in a situation like this...they would think about writing, then actually think about what to write, and then read it and then re-write it, then read it again and then sit there for about an hour debating whether or not to send it. And then after you send it you think about what the other person would say, how they would reply, when they would reply. I don't think I will reply...I wish I never replied.
1 comment:
I so proud of you for not replying. That's how I know you have truly put this behind you. If that weren't the case you would have known you shouldn't reply and then gone and done it anyway. That's a huge step. I think I'll buy you a cookie this weekend in honor of your great accomplishment. I still think he needs a flip-flop beat down for contacting you, though.
Keri
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