From Bitterness to Despair
6:30 p.m.

I hate how you affect me. I hate how all day I'd been planning on screaming at you when I got the chance, but now that I do, all I can muster is that I forgive you. Just the fact that I spent so many tears on you today, the fact that you made a hopelessly romantic fool out of me, makes me want to hate you. That I could feel so safe with you, and now, I can't stand to look you in eye. I hate that I might lose your friendship. I hate that I still want you.

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