I thought about you today and I wondered how you were doing. I pondered texting you to see how things have been, but then my mind went off track onto a completely different topic. Once I realized what had happened, I thought “Why do I not care enough to even ask how she’s doing?” This question bothered me for most of the day. Since we split up my feelings for you have been strong either way. Love or hate, depending on the day. But today I just didn’t care. All day long I thought about this and wondered what had happened. As I was showering, the answer suddenly struck me. The opposite of love is not hate, but pure apathy.
Our dreams seemed not far away.
Enjoy. Or dont. It doesn't really matter to me.
