The upper hand.

It’s sad when I have to give up something that I shouldn’t. It’s easy to miss people that you got along so well with. If only she saw it my way. If only she’d have a little more faith in me (and him too, I guess). Really, it’s just not fair that I’m having to make this sacrifice. And I don’t think it’s fair that I think twice about going certain places for fear that I will run into them and the awkwardness will begin.

I miss my friend. And I’m tired of beating around the bush. Everyone knows the situation but everyone’s just all hush-hush about it like it’s some big secret. So what…I’m not allowed to talk about my personal life? Isn’t that what these things are for?

All I want to do is raise my voice a little bit. I don’t think that’s too much to ask.

Tetris just isn’t the same.

None of this is stuff I haven’t said before. Everyone knows this whole thing has gotten out of hand. Our friends are stuck in the middle. I did what I thought was right…but who was it right for? Certainly not me.

I guess I just wish I didn’t care so much.