Please stay.
So lately I've been kind of emotional, and I haven't pinned it to anything. I'm controlling my emotions in the sense that only one or two people even know that things are affecting me the way they are. I've done a pretty good job of putting on a smile and not letting it affect my performance at work or my mood around my friends. Whenever I get home, though, I just feel like I want to eat a pint of ice cream and watch Will & Grace and not think about anything else (which I of course haven't done repeatedly, or not, say, yesterday or anything).
I'm starting to realize why I'm so sensitive lately. It's getting close. He's leaving in 26 days. I just don't know what to do. When I first found out he was leaving, I was hurt. He knew this, but I never got to tell him why. We had a talk, but it was just him saying that he didn't want me to be upset with him and that he would still come down and visit, and that he didn't want to leave, but it's something that he had to do.
I don't want him to go. Since he told me he's leaving, our relationship hasn't been the same. We don't talk on the phone, we don't hang out, I don't know what's going on in his life. We see each other at work, but it's not the same since I'm constantly being observed. I feel like I've already lost him, and I kind of have the feeling that he was trying to distance himself to make things easier when he left. I understand the reasoning, but I still think it was selfish of him. Shouldn't he want to hang out as much as possible before he left? The way he's been acting has just made me question our whole friendship.
These last couple of days, he's kind of been acting like he did before. He's being playful at work, and he's leaving me comments on myspace and whatnot. I'm not really responding, though. It just feels weird. It feels like it's too little too late. I guess because I've been so upset for so long, I've come to expect some grand gesture to prove that he's still a good guy and he still values our friendship. I know it's not coming.
I want to tell him not to leave, but I know that's not what he needs. It just feels like I'm screaming under my breath. I miss him. The old him, the one that didn't act like a careless, immature, inconsiderate prick. I want to slap him to his senses, but I don't know how. I guess there's really not much I can do at this point.
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