(repost from livejournal)

So Katy e-mailed me back today. I didn't expect that. I'm a bit thrown by it. Why don't I hate her? Of all the things that girls have done to me over the years, all the ways I've been stepped on, run over, torn apart, wadded up, and thrown away, this was the worst. If it isn't, it's very close. The situation she put me in, this is the kind of thing comedies are written about. Something believable. Plausible, yet not something that would ever really happen to anyone.

I almost teared up as I typed my reply to her. I was more than civil, thoughtful even. I shouldn't have replied. I shouldn't have e-mailed her in the first place. I should have deleted her from my life two months ago.
I don't blame her though. The distance. The different life goals... directions. I'm a hard person to love sometimes, and I know that. I'm not sure why I thought this would be different though. She wasn't different. She was the same girl I've always fallen for. Probably always will. Heaven help me... I need a new type.