Apparitions
I can not begin to describe what it was like watching you in that state last night. I've seen that look on your face once before and I told myself that as long as I lived I never wanted to see it again. You looked like you did back at your house that night in November when you were on the phone with your mom; I thought you had just gotten news that someone had died. For all extensive purposes I suppose last night someone might as well have. I have never in my life seen someone look so shocked and betrayed and I cannot begin to describe how sorry I am that of all the people on this earth it had to be him.
You said thanks while we were talking today for being around last night; I owe you the same. Thank you for trusting me enough as a friend to explain what happened and to let me listen.
Normally I would spell something about wounds and time, but I think we both know it wouldn't be completely true. Scars are scars. All I can say is you're the type of person who affects your friends enough that we'd be willing to bite bullets for you and I think it goes without saying that we're here at anytime and any place if you need us.
Peace.
P.S- Don't let yourself try to rationalize it either. Not that I think you're the type of person who would but last night you were saying you knew you had hurt him and you could understand why he would be mad, even though that didn't make it acceptable. Incase you start thinking too much in the days ahead, love (if that's what it was) is the last fucking excuse in the world for something like this. We both know he's normally a great guy which is why he'll probably be torn up about this for a long time to come, but love requires that you care enough for a person to be willing to let them go. If the person in it can't it's just selfishness and those two elements are all too easily mixed up these days despite their irreconcilable differences.
You said thanks while we were talking today for being around last night; I owe you the same. Thank you for trusting me enough as a friend to explain what happened and to let me listen.
Normally I would spell something about wounds and time, but I think we both know it wouldn't be completely true. Scars are scars. All I can say is you're the type of person who affects your friends enough that we'd be willing to bite bullets for you and I think it goes without saying that we're here at anytime and any place if you need us.
Peace.
P.S- Don't let yourself try to rationalize it either. Not that I think you're the type of person who would but last night you were saying you knew you had hurt him and you could understand why he would be mad, even though that didn't make it acceptable. Incase you start thinking too much in the days ahead, love (if that's what it was) is the last fucking excuse in the world for something like this. We both know he's normally a great guy which is why he'll probably be torn up about this for a long time to come, but love requires that you care enough for a person to be willing to let them go. If the person in it can't it's just selfishness and those two elements are all too easily mixed up these days despite their irreconcilable differences.
posted by Daniel_v at 9:13 PM
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