a while back – you and i had talked on the phone. you heard me in a more broken state than i ever wanted you to hear.
it was a hard august.
you said you were happy. now dating the friend of your mistress. and i can’t blame you – she is beautiful and free and so not me. i knew she was next.
you’ve been working on your music you said. but i knew that. i’m sure it’s great. . . i’ll never criticize your talent. you told me your betrayal was not my fault and apologized for making me feel that way.
you are the picture of moving on.
i wish i could say i’d hoped you had suffered, but those aren’t my cards to deal. you don’t believe in god anymore you said. i told you i was in love. you said i needed to have more confidence in myself. damn – you still know me. you said we should meet up and talk but i said i could not go.
