10.2.05
[This is to an old crush, has nothing to do with Erich. . . ]
But, that's how it is now, eh? Don't really even try to talk to me anymore. IT all gives more reason as to why I, in my mind, I never really saw anything. Because it was all about physical appearances. Isn't that so? Isn't that why we drifted in whatever friendship we still had? Might as well have not known you than to be sitting here feeling as if I were a trophy of some sort or so, And that since "we" never came to be, that's just another "dream," "imagination," down the drain and just erased from the story, the photo, of your life. But thanks, you helped me realised how great it feels to be with someone that doesn't only want to call me theirs, create a love-lie, and then toss me away, when they're done. Thanks for reasuring me that this just may then work out. I guess in the end, yes I must use that word I don't like, but I only "liked" you.
I thought your personality was who you were. But I guess I never knew anything about you. I feel empty for having tried. You confused me. But I was only living with my eyes half open, wasn't I? It was so many years ago. . .
tea is served @ 7:42 p. m.
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