Thursday, February 12, 2009

The things I want to say. Straight up.

I don’t know who broke your heart, but it wasn’t I. You broke mine, though. You asked me to try to be understanding. I did. You asked me to be patient. I have been. You asked me to give you time and space. I have, although it has been almost unbearably hard. You asked me not to judge you, and I don’t, although I feel as if you have judged me. You asked me to tell you the truth about everything, and I have. You were afraid to tell me the truth about yourself, but when you finally did, I was confused but accepted it. I stopped looking, and I stopped doing the things I was doing, because you made me want to. You asked me to wait, if I wanted. I did, I do, and I still am. I miss you like you missed freedom.


  1. So moving. I've been reading your posts. You write with so much honesty. Your words let me feel what you have been going through. I know some of these emotions so well in my own life in different contexts and times. Keep writing it out. Thinking of you, and wishing you the best.