Time

It's been a month since we've spoken, and the last words we said to each other weren't nice. It's sad that we had to hurt each other in order to let each other go. I have so much anger. Anger that built up over four years. A lot of it is regret. A lot of it guilt. And some of it is fear, that I will find myself in that type of relationship again. When I think about our memories, I think of the bad ones. The things I still can't forgive. I wish there was a class that would show us how to get through times like these.