I didn't call the next day, in fact, I waited two more days before I called. A burning feeling plowing through my chest. I couldn't catch my breath as the phone rang. A girl answered, I thought it was her. I said hello and she told me who she was. I asked to speak to her, and was put on hold. Then I heard her voice. She was extremely busy at the moment, and really couldn't talk. She gave me her cell number and told me to call later. I did. She was still busy. I haven't spoken to her since, and now I worry that I went too far, that she won't answer anymore. I hope I'm wrong. I just need to talk to her one more time. Then I will be done. So close... so close.
She decided she didn't want to speak. Sent me a very impersonal text message letting me know of her decision. I had no choice. I decided to send her a very personal reply. I let go of her, of love, knowing that even though I did nothing wrong, she just couldn't see me any other way. Oh well, at least I tried.
Goodbye.
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