Although this constant throbbing of a pain has been with me for a long time, I haven’t spent as much time thinking about it as I should have. I mean yeah, I think about how it hurts a lot, because it’s pain and pain is the body’s way of telling us that something is wrong; I hurt therefore I think. What I haven’t done is focus on the pain or pay attention to it in a way that might allow for a better understanding between us to be reached.
We’ve been hanging for what feels like forever now, yet I feel like we barely know each other at all. When you have a moment to respond, I’d really like to know you’re reason for being. It might be a deep question, maybe it’s a simple one, I’m willing to take the time to listen if you’re willing to take the time to tell me, which you are, and you do. I’ve spent the past few months listening to what you’re saying without hearing the words, for that I am truly sorry.
What really fires you up to get going in the morning? What things make you want to hang out more? Hang out less? Don’t take this the wrong way, it’s not your fault that I don’t like you, it’s actually very much my fault, regardless of whether or not I remember ever extending you the invitation to hang out. I know that a lot of people try to ignore you and I don’t want to be that person anymore. It’s true that I’d rather you not be around at all, but if you’re going to hang out, we may as well get to know each a little better.