Borrowed Time

I was mad at you, for something you didn't know you did, or didn't do. Perhaps you knew, but you were too busy to attend to it. I detached myself from you, told myself that I didn't care although I knew deep down, I still do, but listening to those lies feels made me feel better. It sounded better too.

I refused to give in, to be weak, to be the girl who always find others. I did just that - but we both know that didn't do me (or us, for that matter) much good.

But that changed today. It was awkward at first - it was too obvious. And you knew, you must've known. I suppose that was obvious too - I meant it that way, I meant it for you and I meant it for another.

It'll take a while to get back to where we started but we'll be alright. It's time to grow up - for me at least. Big girls don't cry, no?


Thanks for calling. I guess I needed that.