* An email I sent to Julie two minuntes ago... *
Julie,
This is amazingly hard for me. Yeah... I seem okay... Because I force myself to not think about you. I just can't understand how you fell out of love so quickly... when just a weeks ago you begged me to take you back. When we sat in the park together last Wednesday, I looked at you and said, "This is the way it's supposed to be." I meant it. I thought you agreed with it. But now... I don't remember your response when I made that comment. I have to remind myself constantly that I can't call you... that even if I was able to get a hold of you without getting you in trouble... I still can't call you just to shoot the breeze anymore.
You said you want to be my friend. I can't just do that... because I wanted to be your friend, your wife, your lover, your confidant, and your soulmate. I can maybe do just the friend thing later... but not anytime soon. That's why I'm giving Dale the pullover and the CD... instead of dropping it off at your work or attempting to meet you somewhere to give those items back. And, of course, not getting you caught seeing me. Duh.
I hope school is going okay. I know finals are coming if they haven't started already. Amy is going insane with all of her papers. I'm most likely going to Northwest next semester. Cheap school. Laura is going to the Avionics (sp?) school near FedEx. She's switching over to days in about three weeks.
Dad's home. So I have to get off the computer. Call. Email. Whenever. If the need arises.
Mal