The pain intensified. Damn it. I was thinking about it . Again. When the subject needed rational consideration, I couldnt bring myself to give it. But then when I wanted to blank it out of my mind, it wouldnt go away. I talked to her today and she told me something,'' If its meant to be, it wouldnt be this hard.'' Which I think is true. But hard. We shared a contemplative silence. Same problems, same species of human-beings. I really couldnt help myself to not think about it. Him. Whatever. Are they all the same? Using the same reasons. Utterly lame reasons. Like they wanna maintain to be good friends or some kinda shit. No more texts, nothing. Leaving you feeling miserable when they dont even care a single shit about you already. Good friends huh. They're totally despicable. I'm gonna have to talk to him. Which is supposingly an impossible thing for me to do but I cant take it anymore. The question is, do I have the guts to do it? Goosh.