M. L
- Hey, it’s been awhile… I’m sorry; I’ve been so busy…
- It’s fine, really…
- You seem mad?
- I am not mad, I am hurt and there is a huge difference. I know the whole point was to avoid that but we screwed up.
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- I gave you so many chances to be honest, to come clean. We could have avoided all of this grey zone area and me having expectations had you done just that. I got attached to you so much more than I should have. You know what? When I realized you weren’t ready to make time for me because no one has time it’s something we make or take; it just hit me that maybe I read you wrong. I knew by that point that I’d be hurt. The worse though, the thing that still makes me cringe is the fact you slept in my house. You shared my bed. The list of people who have is of two. I feel so naïve, so fucking stupid. I needed to start my single life with a slap. I needed to be reminded of the fact that not everyone can be trusted. I had forgotten about the walls that I used to keep up to protect myself. So thanks for that. And I am sorry you don’t want to see this