Tuesday, February 15, 2011

No One's Home. Go Away.


Sometimes, when everything in life is going great, and you're finally moving on, he makes contact. He says something, so small. He says something stupid like "...i miss u." and all of a sudden, you feel like you're standing in front of a moving train. Lights blinding you, outlining the menacing huge metal frame, heading towards you...threatening to crush the likes of you. And truth be told, you don't know what to do. You want to scream and curse at him and tell him he have no right to try and have a conversation with you. The friendship has been long lost and it hurt you to hurt him. And it hurt to forget him, his inconsistency, his lack of response. His apathy. But you did it. You left or were left and you survived. You're long gone. You finally found where you belong. You're finally loved and appreciated and its the most amazing feeling ever. You finally don't want to go back. How dare he miss you?!...Fucking asshole.