As I was washing dishes today, it dawned on me that what Frida told me the other day was right. She said that since I haven’t had any stable relationship. It has had me thinking for the past week that maybe because of this, maybe my past relationship didn’t work. I mean, it would make sense. I guess I just find it easier to blame myself and try to fix what’s wrong with me, but the more I do, the more it hurts. I keep going over and over in my mind the relationship and I can’t figure out why it ended the way it did. I wish I would have the courage to talk to him and just tell him the way I feel and how much I’ve hurt. Maybe last year I would have gone to your dorm and tried to talk things out like I used to do, but I honestly don’t have the strength to do it now.
You know, I found a picture that I took of you last year. It was on my pc and when I used it, I stumbled upon it. It was taken September 29th. I honestly look at it everyday before I go to bed. I secretly wish that someday you will call me and say sorry, for what, I don’t know; I wish you would at least acknowledge the fact that you did hurt me and wouldn’t act as cocky about it.
