it’s over
B and I are over.
The distance broke yet another poor bastard.
Oddly enough I think he and I will be ok as friends. Seeing as we only see each other when we choose to it’s not like we’ll run into each other on the street randomly. And I still care about him and I think in his way he cares about me, he just doesn’t care enough about me to try and stick it out. But he’s not a bad guy and I think there’s still hope for something there, even if all we do is become like best friends or something.
And yeah this pretty damn generous of me considering all I want to do scream and cry and hate the world yet some more. But it’s not his fault. I truly think that he’s one of the rare guys that if I was able to spend more time with, he and I could have made a real go of it. But now…
Now I guess the answer’s not so clear. They rarely ever are.
I wish they were.