I'm starting to get pissed off.
I guess that whole "if you ever need to talk to me, talk to me on MySpace" shit didn't really mean jack shit did it?
I'm just supposed to walk away after over three years with all these questions and she just drops me cold. I mean, if I didn't send her messages, I would never hear from her ever again. I think it's a little fucked up honestly. I mean, all I wanted was some answers. I'm really not trying to be like my Dad and come to some un-informed conclusions, but when she won't even send me a fucking myspace message, how can I not put the pieces together myself? Really looks like a lot of my fears might hold water.
I really thought she cared about me, but some of my friends are right, leaving me wasn't a wrong thing to do, but how she did it and more so how shes acted after doing it just kind of shows me that she thinks of me as shit or trash. I never hated myself enough to think that I deserved that. Hell, at least Sarah tried sending me an email or two to see how I was doing. Even if she was fucking some other dude a few days after she left me. That just seems really cold. I trusted her. I ALWAYS said that I would make mistakes and when I did, PLEASE call me out on them. Don't go to work and talk shit about me, don't let it build up until you explode.
I didn't try to beg for her back (at least not this time, I'll be honest), I just wanted some qustions answered. I guess she only wants to see the mistakes I've made in this relationship, not any of the good times we had or the good things I did for her. Looks like she just wants to throw me away and forget about me and that spells out that there is another guy in the shadows to me. Hell, it would be nice to just get some answers. I don't know anything for sure, but shes leaving me out in the cold to piece this all together myself.
It makes what we had look cheap. Breaking up with me over the phone like some petty High School relationship. I may have made some mistakes, but I changed my whole life around in a lot of ways so I could spend my life with her. I mean, FUCK, I never did half of the shit her ex before me did. I didn't destroy her shit when she left like he did. All I wanted was her back and now all I want is some answers.
When I got put into the suicide ward, Jimmy wanted to call her and see if she would come and see me and I said no. Because for one, I knew she wouldn't even answer the phone and for two, I knew there was no way in hell she would come anyways. I really just want to be a part of her life, even if that means as a friend. I really love her, but when I can't even get a reply to a fucking MySpace message (which she says is pretty much the only way I can talk to her) how can I not feel like she never really loved me?
I really don't think I believe in love anymore.
Nor trust.
I'm afraid that this has made me a bitter, jaded asshole.
I didn't want this to happen and I really don't understand why it has to be like this if it does have to happen. I wasn't that fucking bad! And if I did some fucked up stuff (which I did) well so has she. Communication was never there.
I don't know. I wish it was as easy as everyone says. Just forget her. It's not.
I have the chance (maybe) at something else and I honestly don't want it. I want her. My Dad calls me a fucking moron for calling this weekend's plans off.
I don't want to be an angry bitter asshole, but it's kind of hard right now.
I guess I'm never going to talk to her again.
It hurts after over three years together. We had a lot of good times.
Now she doesn't even want to see my face. I'll never know the full story.