I feel like that I’m betraying you. I so want to reach out to you, and tell you that I think about you all the time, but I can’t.
You broke up with me, and I now must leave you alone. I don’t do this because I hate you, I do this because I must so that I can move on.
I so hope that you will call, and say how sorry you are, and want to work things out, but you wont.
I know that someday you will want to catch up with me, maybe over coffee and Munchkins, but I can’t. I do not want to be a friend. I want it all, or nothing at all.
If you want to work things out I’ll be here, but know that it will take a lot of hard work on your end to regain my trust.
I hope that this is not goodbye, but I must prepare myself that I’m never going to see you again.
I wish you were not so darn stubborn!