2002-02-08 We're all going to die sometime, she was quick to say, and if I want to die by drugs, then that's my choice. With a sigh, I replied, yeah, and it's my choice not to get hurt while watching you die. We talked for a while, her proclaiming that she wasn't going to stop unless I gave her a good reason. She wanted me to tell her I loved her, but I don't. I don't just fall in love in a heartbeat. I don't love people for the hell of it. I told her that the only reason for her to stop was for herself. She said she had to go, and she'd call me later...sniffling the whole time. I made her cry, and I felt horrible for that, but not for what I said. I decided that if she wants to do these things; drugs, dangerous stunts, not taking her medications, then, I can't stand beside her. I won't let myself get caught in a web, where the spider is in wait to stab my heart. <-//->
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