it just gets worse and worse.
in a small email exchange last night before she left (without talking) she explained what i thought was the crux of the problem. she' s hurt. i hurt her, again.
i read her words and, knowing her, the hurt pours out of them. and then she lashes out at me in a final sentence or two, saying two of the most hurtful things she's ever said to me. two things so dismissive of the specialness of what we've shared, so hurtful, so directly aimed at my heart.
my g-d, what have i done??
today will be the hardest day yet. friday. we always get time to talk friday afternoons, between one and three hours. i wonder if she'll even talk to me at all today.
B, please, if you see this. please come back.
please.
i love you.
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