Tuesday, June 3, 2014

I hardly understand the people who suddenly disappear without leaving you anything, like a clue, as to why they would just go far away from you. I mean, is it that difficult to at least leave a message saying, “Hey, I’m sorry I won’t be around for a month or something because I’m screwed.” Letting me know wouldn’t hurt, would it?

I think people just have their own limits in everything, like even the most open-minded people come to a point where they question something because they no longer understand. Even the most patient ones, reach their end. And I think...I think I’ve reached mine.

Trust me, I released all my efforts in trying to understand the most difficult circumstance of someone leaving you behind with no trace of why it all has to happen. More often than not, it takes an infinite ability to at least grasp what could be really up. And I’m not perfect (nobody is, anyway); I’m not capable of taking everything in my system all. the. time.

So if you’re reading this (which you probably are), my dear friend, it’s been a month not hearing from you. I’m done chasing after someone who doesn’t want to be ran after. I just hope you’re doing well—the least I could do from now on.