this is like the 20th time we have done this. however, it is different this time. call me a child all you want, but you don't understand then. not one bit. and me trying to explain it over and over again was a waste of time apparently. we are 2 very different people. I am sorry that I will NEVER be who you want me to be for you. You couldn't do it now, I couldn't do it then, but now, I will NEVER be her. You've got your life ahead of you, I bet the next time I see you, you will have 'put a ring on it'. Maybe I will be single, who knows. But, I am not giving up, I have a few blind dates lined up so we shall see. Or at least I shall see. You think I am too much of a child to have this friendship with you, obviously I need to get better at hiding my feelings or, if anything, destroying them. Why do you hold on to me? I still looked at you as if one day we were going to be something again. You stopped. I could see it in your eyes. And if anything, years from now if you were in something, it'd be just like it was yesterday, and I would get crushed all over again. That is what you don't understand. And that is only the tip of this iceberg, dear.