11:44 am - 01.24.06

darryl broke up with me last march. and he tortured my heart and fucked with my head up until august. i thought i was finally getting over it after august. i was really moving on. i was really making progress. but sometimes when i found myself all alone in the bathtub or lying in bed unable to sleep, all i could think about was - what did i do? what happened? why did it all go so wrong?
and i always shook those thoughts off. i always just tried to shrug it away.
i haven't thought about him like that for months now. and today after already having a pretty bad last 48 hours i get to my parents house, hop on the computer, and sitting in my inbox is a nice, sweet, short little apology.
it took him almost a year to apologize. genuinely. almost a year.
and he said he was sorry.

so why am i crying?

*kylie