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Goodbye 2004-03-06, 2:37 p.m. It’s over. I know. Please don’t cry. I don’t know what else to do. I never meant to hurt you. But you did anyway. I think you’re terrific. But you don’t love me. You’re beautiful. You’ve never said that before. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me. I know. What happened to us? Too fast. Too serious. Too much. Too soon. … Why are you crying? Because I love you. I wish I could give you what you deserve. You could. You won’t. Maybe. … What now? I don’t know. Do you hate me? I wish I could. You’re my best friend. Mine too. Why is this so hard? Because. This is the best relationship I’ve ever had. Same here. Until now. You know I’d never hurt you. Too late. I hate to see you cry. Too bad. If you want me to go away, I will. You should. But I don’t want that. Yeah. … What about our trip in May? We’ll have to figure that out later. I want to go. Me too. But not if this happens again. It won’t. It will. Maybe. … I think you need to go. I don’t want to. But I will. Don’t call me. Don’t e-mail me. Don’t come over. But… Don’t. I want… Don’t. I can’t do this anymore. What? Teach you how to be in a relationship. I’m sick of it. I’m not… You are. But… Just go. Please don’t make this harder than it already is. Okay. I’ll call you? No. I’m sorry. Good-bye. Take care, J.
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