I have to wonder, are there times in life when you just don’t cry, because it doesn’t matter? It’s strange how one irreversible moment can change everything, how one slip into anger can ruin an entire relationship. But I can’t cry. I can’t feel anything really deep, and it doesn’t seem to matter too much. Sure it sad and tragic, but that’s life. And I guess in the end, it proved my point. My point that, sometimes you grow and things don’t grow with you. I guess I just feel like I lost a friend. Not lost in that, they moved away, sad kind of way. In that explosive, angry way that blows everything to bits. Maybe that’s it, I can’t cry over something that no longer exists.
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