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It still stings.
Everything ended so abruptly…
Well, no, I felt it coming beforehand, but I didn’t understand why. I thought you were ill & needed my help, like usual. And that you were grumpy about it, like usual. I didn’t understand why you were being so mean.
For the record, I’m a supervisor at a clinical laboratory now. I have my own place. I’m successful, in all the ways I think you wanted to see me be successful. I’m not even entertaining fuckboys anymore - just concentrating on my career.
God, I miss you.
What you did - what you hid - I can’t forgive you, because it’s not mine to forgive. It may not be forgivable, period. But I think, knowing you as well as I did, I think I can understand.
I wish you had told me. I wish we could have worked together to figure out what to do, how to protect the innocent and still keep everyone financially above water.
I know you loved him. That he was your protection. That you didn’t trust the police, for good reason.
I wish you had told me. I was also your protection. I would have done anything for you. You know that.
Seelie for unseelie.
Knight for dragon.
Frog for scorpion…
It still hurts, having lost you, even though I got to swim away un-stung.
I just thought you should know that. That I think of you. That I wish things could have been different. That I still love you…
Even if I know better than to try to contact you for real.
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