V**engeance. I've thought about it once or twice before. To be honest, it was a recurring thought for a while. Now I'm not so sure if I want it.

I hated you for what you did to me. You hurt me really bad. You took advantage of my many weaknesses, and I still don't know why. But does it even matter anymore? We already talked about it; you apologized, and gave me as many reasons as you were comfortable telling. We're good now.

Well... Kind of. You're good. I'm not precisely broken, but I can't seem to stop liking you, even when I've seen a side of you that just puts me off. Yet I still sometimes dream about you. I wake up with you in my mind, but why? I'm not in love with you, although I do care much for you.

How do I forget you without losing you? You're still a good friend, and I really enjoy your company. I just want to forget I ever felt anything for you. I wish I knew how to. I wish it had meant as little to me as it did to you, but maybe I wish too much. Maybe I should start doing something about it.