Postscript (2005-06-28)

Dear Social Retard,
So it has come to this. We haven't seen eachother for 6 months. We no longer speak. I drive past your work, or your house and feel sick as the memories overwhelm me and I choke on repressed emotion.
I don't understand how this happened. How could someone who meant so much, just be gone, as if what we had never existed. Deep down, despite the pain and headfuck, I secretly miss you.
How telling that even that feels wrong...

heart - break

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