Tuesday, October 13, 2009
The "love" card (Tim)
Maybe you can explain why you decided to pull the "love" card now that we're on the outs. I mean, you didn't say it during the kiss on New Years, standing on the edge of Niagara Falls, or when we were celebrating Christmas, or any of the other obvious times. But, now, all of a sudden, you sign a card, All my love, Tim? A week after we break up? It looks strategic, like somehow I will be persuaded, feel worse, because LOVE is involved. When, really, it just makes me mad. It looks like playing games. It looks like a cheap ploy for sympathy. Or, maybe it's just twisted. You can't really love me until I push you away. You couldn't love me when we were doing the things that people in love do, but now, now that it's shit, NOW you love me?
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