I don't know what it is that you want from me anymore. Really, I don't know. And I know I won't be finding out anytime soon because you can't let go of what you have to. And I know you tried. But let's face it, you didn't try hard enough. You still call her up every night, begging for something you're not even sure that you want. I used to hate her, the way she hates me now. I used to want to help you out of emotional attachment, now it's out of sympathy. I used to think I had you all figured out, I'm now more confused than ever. S.
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