usually it's by a comment i make that seems innocent enough or objective enough, yet she always takes it as a knock or slap at her. they're always anything but that - something i would never do.
i've wondered ever since the second time she told me she wouldn't meet me and the first time she said it might be a possibility, why she hasn't chosen to, why i couldn't convince her to meet me, or to stop hiding from me.
todays' thought for the day:
if i made her feel good as often as i make her feel bad,so, as i suspected, it's me, my own doing, my own shortcomings.
she'd have begged me to come see her by now.
but then, i never expected less.
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