a few days ago... i read a chat log that happened almost 8 months ago. It was a very long conversation with a girl. It went on for hours, and it was just.. talking, about everything. Questions, answers, subjects, likes, dislikes, fantasies, secrets, strengths, weaknesses.... I laughed and smiled at many parts of it, remembering the wacky things I would say.
After reading it, I sat in my chair and started to think and wonder... where did this person go? Both of us...
I then threw my guns down, and went online, and said to her, "hi, do you have a moment?.." and we chatted for a bit. I swallowed a lot of things I wanted to tell her, a lot of things I could have told her. I didn't say it though, I didn't want her body back or lips or affection, I wanted her friendship back. I saved those chat logs because what I cherished the most were our talks, our chemistry we had as two people sharing each other's company, happiness, pains, and friendship.
If I have to be seen as a pathetic and weak person for saying sorry, then I rather be that. Why have an enemy, when I can have a friend?
After reading it, I sat in my chair and started to think and wonder... where did this person go? Both of us...
I then threw my guns down, and went online, and said to her, "hi, do you have a moment?.." and we chatted for a bit. I swallowed a lot of things I wanted to tell her, a lot of things I could have told her. I didn't say it though, I didn't want her body back or lips or affection, I wanted her friendship back. I saved those chat logs because what I cherished the most were our talks, our chemistry we had as two people sharing each other's company, happiness, pains, and friendship.
If I have to be seen as a pathetic and weak person for saying sorry, then I rather be that. Why have an enemy, when I can have a friend?