rorie

angry.
angry about your thoughts on what you did; on why you thought it was right. angry that you say you care, but do nothing to show for it. angry that i have to see your stuff in my house, and your car in my driveway everyday -why did it come back in the first place when i have nothing to do with it anymore. when all i really want to do, is put my axe though its hood everytime i see it.. because its just a further reminder i dont want to think about. angry you still have half my woredrobe and my computer that you promised to fix, but never did. angry you left my car is still in pieces and i dont know the first thing about fixing it. angry that one of the reasons i put in my 2 weeks was to have more time with you before you left. so many things left undone.. i wonder if they ever would get done. thinking about it, i dont think so. where is your faith in me now? do you even care? it makes me feel like you being 'the person to go to' was all a sham.
confused.
confused on why you did it; there was still so much time left and you decided to blow it. the first thing you asked me was why didnt you talk to me about it, and see if we could work it out. but why didnt you? so sudden. you acted like i didnt know it would happen at some point. do you really think im that stupid? it could have ended well if you just let it run its course. and we still would have been friends in the end, feelings wouldnt have been so damaged.

i still havent really cried.
and im not sure i will.