FoxyBri
Let's Do This
18-Mar-2013
I don't know whether I'm ever fully going to get over him and I say this because it
hurts to not be able to say hello
to remember the good times we once had
to know I was the one who screwed it up each time
that he's still not fucking happy.
I met him at the end of 2006 and in spring of 2007 there was an accidental joke that ended with a confession from me and a willingness to try it all out from him. It started falling apart in 2008, but our first official break-off was in February of 2009. From then we've tried talking as friends. As ex's. But I tried pushing that this year. Trying to see if we could ever get past the awkward "Hey, how's the weather" and "What's new" because I'm a selfish son of a bitch. Ended up with him telling me all the truth's I'd known and feared since we first broke off.
And when I couldn't come up with an answer - because Fuck, what am I supposed to say after already saying "Sorry" and "I know I don't deserve the acceptance and tolerance you've been throwing my way."
But silence was wrong.
He's finally fed up with it all.
And how could I ever blame him?
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