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disregarding my absence of memories. | 09/01/2011 |
I think it's finally come to an end. Whatever he and I had is over. He's disappeared from me without encouragement. He's put space between us that I don't want to close. He's convinced me that I don't matter, and I have no want to be convinced otherwise. We're co-workers. We're nothing more. He made sure to push me far enough away that I no longer trust him. I don't care if he doesn't view our friendship as defeated as I do, but to me it's dead. Dead things should never come back to life, so this is the end.
I keep waiting for the moment where I'll be upset about this. Where I'll want to do something to change this outcome, but that moment doesn't seem to come. I'm fine with us being broken. I don't feel like this is worth fighting for. I don't feel like I'm losing anything with this being over. Sometimes things just end.
Shannon
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