Oh yeah? How can you *love* someone when you're only what, fifteen, sixteen? I don't understand it. Maybe I'm ignorant. Maybe I choose not to believe in such a thing. And maybe, if I'm honest with myself, maybe I don't want you to.
Don't get me wrong, I don't love you in that way. And I know you're a strong, independent (well, mostly), 'I take no bullshit' guy. I get that, and I respect it as well. But, come on. I know you, and I know for a FACT that you don't need some airhead girlfriend to 'boost your self-esteem.' (Even if said girl isn't that much of an airhead.)
Okay, well, maybe I should just come out and say it; it's not going to come out any other way, is it? Sigh. You like her. Yeah, she's my friend. Yeah, she's nice. She's smart and cool and funny and real likeable. Great. You know what else she is? She's emotionally damaged, totally on a roller coaster of emotions. She's also got secrets that can really give you a run for your money, and as if that isn't enough, she's in a bad enough place that even though she knows it's wrong, she could still...well, take advantage of your vulnerability.
Seriously? You're vulnerable all because you don't have a girlfriend? As your unofficial 'little sister' I can tell you right now that's bull shit. BULL SHIT!
And as for my statement made above, I'd like to elaborate on it. When I said you-know-who was 'emotionally damaged' that wasn't--well, it wasn't supposed to be--meant as an insult. By any means. Because let me tell you something, bro. I'm emotionally damaged for Pete's sake! I'm pretty sure everyone is, at least at some time in their (hopefully) long life. I could go into everything about my *sob story* life that sucks, but I'm working on all that positivity crap, and so I'm not about to delve into terrible moments that makes the darkness flood back in. My point is, you know all about what's going on with her, so why the hell are you pining after her? I love her, sure, but I also love you, in that really close-friends, I-know-what-you-were-doing-last-night way. I don't want to mess that up. It's no good for you, and for that matter, it's no good for her, either.
So why can't you just fucking let it go already? I know she doesn't like you that way, so for the love of God, just find someone else.
Of course, being the stubborn but lovable brat you are (AHEM!) you won't listen to me. Fine, then. And even though I'd love to say I won't be here if and when she breaks your heart, I know I will.
So, on that extremely happy note, I have one last parting gift: haven't all your hospital experiences and Victor School experiences taught you that dating another crazy person is a terrible thing to do? Not to mention completely idiotic?! We're in that school for a reason, hon, and even though I love my school more than most anything, we're not there 'cause we're normal.
Then again, what the hell is normal? Normal starts to seem like an insult, doesn't it?
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