Space

There’s a reason why my close friends and I are in different ways. My best friends are hardly around. It’s hard to always contact each other. So they don’t know how I actually am like.

I just tend to hurt the people close to me. I become so emotional, angry or sad, I let it out to them. I over acted. I over acted til it hurts them. It really hurts them, I know. And I’m always too late to take back those words. It’s so stupid, I’m an idiot.

My girls don’t see this. How could they anyway. A part of me wishes that this friendship just stays this way. That I don’t need to hurt the people I love.

That’s the reason. To be apart, so that I can’t hurt them.