Words

Disappointment.

That's a word I keep coming back to when I think about you. About what you've done to me.

Curiosity - a word that helps define what you are in my mind.  An enigma. Intriguing in a delightful way. A stand out.  I used to think that you were a one-of-a-kind diamond in the ruff type that was well hidden beneath layers of modesty.  Now I see how much of that was a misconception.

Confused - a word I used to help describe my thoughts on the issue.  So many things to make me think...  We're so alike, it's scary....we value the same things....oh my, he really likes me too!...Ah, he's a keeper!.....   Your actions and words linked arms with my heart and mind and lead them down a path that dead-ended in the ugly truth.

Hope  - It is my most sincere hope that you are the wonderful person I first knew you to be.  I hope that the others are wrong about you, that they simply don't know you well enough to know you heart like I do... or like I thought that I did.

Worry - was it something that I said, did, or didn't do, that has mad you withdraw your previously glowing displays of affection for me?  I warned you about my walls, I thought you'd understand.  I thought  I was acceptable in your eyes.  Am I not?


To the girl who betrayed my trust

scathing - this is the sharp, burning sensation your words and actions leave on me

cold - your attitude towards me, the unloving and unfeeling way in which you regard me nowadays.

Jekylle and Hyde - That's you.  One week you're laughing with me in giddy excitement, calling me sister, displaying such wonderful strides of friendship.  Four days later you call me out on my personal flaws in front of people for whom I'm supposed to be a leader.

Disclaimer - this post was written last semester and never posted.  I have since moved on and taken the high-road in both of these situations.