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Not in a bang... not even in daylight. Text in the middle of the night telling me... "we need to talk"... of course I let her go. What else could i do about it? Can't fight a goddamn thing when you're stuck 3000 miles+ away from the one you "love"... maybe it was real. Maybe it wasn't. Whatever it was it ended... and friendship is all I will ever be able to ask for anymore.
*sighs* maybe things could've went different... I'd of stepped past the security... gotten a different plane ticket... asked to spend a night or something. But it's too damn late now. Always too damn late.
Part of me... it just wants to break everything in sight... break down doors, get over there... finally be able to...
Then again, part of me has decided it's been decided. She loves him, and all i did was prepare her for him. Maybe that is all it was... preparation.
Another part, however small now, hopes that she comes back... that we can....
Well, as I've said before.... I'm too ********' late. All i can draw from this is be able to say i helped her out of her hidey hole... and back where she needs to be.
Now if you'll excuse me... I've got memories... to shove in a box, label 'do not open' and push all the way to the far reaches of my mind... and possibly burn. (not to mention drawings, pictures, stories, and a whole smear of messages... that for me will no longer exist. I give.)