…But Not For Long

I did have to face it today, and I still don't know what to make of it…

It was so hard, and will be, for quite a long time, I guess. I just dunno right now. We talked, and fought, about a lot of things­many of which we've talked/fought about before, and although we may not like them, are hap­pen­ing anyway…

This is the step where we deal with them… but I don't know how…

I know that I should be mad at her, but I'm not. Even if I wanted to be, I can't. But I should be mad at *some­thing*, shouldn't I? Oh well…

It appears as if many peo­ple want my scalp… funny how that works out, eh? But I can't let that con­cern me at all. In the grand scheme of things, it doesn't mat­ter anyway…

I was so upsetit's the whole dis­placed anger thing… I took cheap shots at things I *knew* weren't true just to make her hurt as much as I am. (I'm so sorry for doing that…) What I didn't real­ize is that she is hurt­ing, as much if not more than I amthe sit­u­a­tion is just so helpless…

I con­quered the anger, at least for the time being. I can't let it get the best of me; or I will end up los­ing *every­thing* with her, and I can't allow that to hap­pen; it almost did, and I'm not going to make that mis­take again…

We talked about being friends, which, ini­tially, was some­thing I said I just couldn't do.

Then… some­thing… changed… I started to see things a bit more clearlyand I said, "well, maybe we can". She told me that she can't promise that we'll get back together even if we remain friends. I know this, but a per­son can have hope, can't he? Hope, in many forms, has been what's kept me sane (or as close to as pos­si­ble) for some time nowthere's no rea­son that I can't keep using it now…

"It's a rea­son to get up in the morn­ing… it's a rea­son to smile."
Sara Gold­farb, Requiem For A Dream

Hope has always been, and always will be, my reason.

But I also see the real­ity aka "the other side of it"and I'm fully aware of it, so don't any­one try to use that against me. *wink*

The last thing I "said" to her was "I Love You…" and at the same time, we were also hav­ing a dis­cus­sion on an inter­net chat board using char­ac­ters. I sup­pose this was done (well, I did it because) there were things I could do in the chat that I can't do in real life (at least not right now), like hug her. But after the con­ver­sa­tion in AIM was over, I told her that I don't know if I can do this. The remain­der of that con­ver­sa­tion can be seen here (the red was oth­ers' con­ver­sa­tions, it reads from bot­tom to top). I still don't know what to think of that, as is the cur­rent sta­tus for so many things…

It's so cold and lonely here now…

Here's to the hope that it won't be the last time. For what it's worth, I don't think it will be… you are too impor­tant.