i think i could handle things better if i knew - one way or another.
if i'm ever going to get over you, i need to be mad at you for a little while. i have to go from the extreme of loving and obsessing over you to the extreme of being really mad and bitter at you. hopefully after this comes friendship and normal relations.
my heart doesn't hurt so much anymore. i don't feel like i'm going crazy anymore. i've made a concious decision to stop putting myself through that.
a song playing on the cd player at work stopped me dead in my sweeping duty - it was about a girl who waited too long for nothing.
and you don't read this anymore, so i can post this here and it won't matter.