I'm glad to announce that I no longer get hurt when you don't talk to me. It happened last night. At first, I wasn't sure what had changed. Then I realized there was just this glorious lack of feeling. I looked closer, I closed my eyes. Yep, not even a twinge to mark the moment.
And while it's sad that our friendship had to come to this, or end like this, it does make some sort of sense. Ours was one of convenience, mostly yours. And though you have always been the nice guy, and I was the dreamy and romantic girl, you were really
quite brutal, that one time when you had to make a choice.
But we recovered from that. And we became friends again. Again, it's not working. Maybe it never worked because it was and has only ever been me.
But I think I should also thank you. I'm not going
to have a long drawn out internal battle to continue waiting for you. Your one-two technique was quite effective that I never went through the rage of hating you. Your gradual disappearance simply led me into this state of indifference where it doesn't matter if you talk to me or not. It was gradual. Unnoticeable at first. Inexorable.
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