"I don't know why I ever try arguing with you.""Yeah.""No, I'm serious. It always ends up the same way, I'm wrong, you're right.""That's not how it is.""Then how the fuck is it? You tell me.""How it is is that you just seem to be searching for reasons to argue with me tonight."*Stalling* "You're right.""Yeah. I know. Why is that?""No, I mean you were right about one thing.""What?""That when you and I get into an argument, I always bring up the past and what happened between us. It always comes down to that. That's what the problem is with you and me.""I know.""Then why the hell didn't you tell me?""I did. You just didn't listen" *smiles*"I can't do this anymore.""Okay.""No, I mean, I need a break from you. This is too difficult. It shouldn't be. Friendships should not be this hard or emotionally caustic.""We're different people, Sally. I'm attracted to difficult people. I thought you were a hard person but maybe you need someone a little easier. Opposites attract, I guess.""Yeah, I'm just so tired of this though. I hate leaving your house or just you and feeling as though there was something I should have fought with you over. I hate that feeling.""If a break from this is what you need, then it's okay. I can give you that. We can do it."*I start crying harder.* "I don't want this, but I can't not do this..."He starts to rub my arm. "It's okay. Stop," he says sweetly. His hand goes down onto mine and plays with my fingers. "Sally..." he says. Then he hugs me and I start crying into his shirt. He holds me tightly, one hand caressing my hair and the other resting on my lower back. I start crying more while I think "Why the fuck couldn't you be like this before?""Sally, it will be okay. I promise you.""I don't want you thinking I hate you because I don't. I wouldn't have stuck around this long if I didn't care about you. It's just that friends shouldn't cry about each other, not like this.""Yeah, but you're difficult." All this happened outside Tony's house last night. It needed to be done. I just hate how dramatic I've been about it, even tonight. Guess that's done. I left soon afterwards and we agreed that we just shouldn't talk for a while. Not out of animosity, though, bear in mind. I thanked him for respecting my wishes. He wished me luck as I walked away and I said good night. Anyhoo, I go back to college this afternoon after a therapy session with Frank. I think I'm getting sick. My hair is 3 different colors (Natural, light red and deep mahogany). I'm tired and caffeinated at the same time. Nice mix? previous - next