Jo’s Blog

After avoiding him for months I finally gave in and met up with him for dinner tonight.

And the first thing he said to me was that it was 2 years ago today that we first met.

Sure, not enough that he stabs me right in the heart once, he has to do it over and over again.

And it hurt so much to watch him walk away from my car knowing that he will be going home to her.

He wants me to be part of his life, to be friends, but I can’t. I physically can’t. I can’t bear to see him with her. Not after what we have gone through, not after all the things that have been said between us. Because in an ideal world, it should be the two of us getting into one car and going home together. And I will not settle for anything less.

Why is it that I always want what I can’t have?