"i look at it like this" he replied when i asked him my favorite question; would you rather know everything about something or something about everything. "if i knew something about everything i'd have an oppinion on everything but everything i had an oppinion on someone would know more about and therefore have a stronger oppinion with more chance of overcoming mine. but if i knew everything about something, sure its only one thing, but i'd know all the details so i'd be more inclined to voice my oppinion."
this is the reason i broke up with him in the first place. because it was so much stress and it just seemed hopeless. i know that's a harsh word but its true. he's got so much on his plate and i dont want any more on mine. i have my own set of worries i need to take care of. but i cant just turn him away. the way he opened up to me...it litteraly moved me to tears. i feel his dispair, his depression. he has nothing. but i dont want him to have no one too. at the moment i feel thats all i can do; give him the comfort of knowing that i'm here for him, that he has me. contrairy to his beleifs he hasnt lost me. if he really had, i wouldnt have seen him yestrerday, or tuesday, or any times before that. we wouldnt have acted or talked the way we did if he'd truley lost me. his words stung because i felt his pain through them. his feelings soaking the words and turning them a different colour. i never told him to get the fuck out of my life, but it hurt to know thats how he fe
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