all the best women in my life are either involved, or too far away.
THE best woman in my life is both.
so… just like that. i said ‘i’m going to leave now,’ and i left. i just walked away. i don’t know if i meant it like i think i might’ve meant it (permanently?), but i said it, and for the moment anyways, i’m gone. i don’t want to be. i truly feel… i feel… i love that woman… but i also don’t want to be somebody’s complication, because that’s not good. she’s got enough without me making things even worse. and plus it complicates things for me, too. i can’t put so many of my eggs into a virtual basket* that exists only in cyberspace. it’s foolish for both of us.
not to mention the fact that if i DON’T stay gone for good this time, that’ll just complicate things vastly more. because we all know that this just can’t go on like this.
* no jokes are necessary for that particular bit, people. thank you.
