Sudden inspirations or cravings:
Sleep

What is love? I have no idea, for I have not loved anyone other than my family memebers. Do you claim to know what love is? Maybe you really do, but I just believe I reserve the right to choose whether to believe you.

I have proven myself to be a person unlike the person you have thought of me as. You thought I looked nicer with longer hair, but I like my short hair. You thought a girl like me should not be thinking about engineering, but it is the path that I have chosen indeed. Probably, you would have been baffled how I changed from the demure and nice girl you once knew to this pushy and domineering person I am now.

Is this love, I wonder, if you do not even know me?

You say that you do not wish to hurt me or to bring me sadness. Yet, you also know that I am one who can easily be affected by happenings around me. So did you really expect me to remain as happy and carefree as before when you pushed the button to send me that mail? I once felt like I was the heartless one. But who is the heartless one now?

Once upon a time, we were both foolish enough to think that all stories end with a smile. I was hoping that ours could, but obviously it was a very reluctant smile.

You have told me nothing new, neither have I. I know that you have no other wishes than to wish me well and to tell me of your emotions as you always do. But it was a cruel act. Cruel, especially when you know how far I've gotten away from this relationship. I resent that.

My friend once asked me why I couldn't remain friends with you. I never really understood why I felt this unnatural with you being a friend. I do not know if one of these days you are going to surprise me with one of your emotional confessions again. I cannot take it anymore.

This is not a personal attack on you, though I have to say I am disappointed. I am disappointed that once again your emotions have overwhelmed your mind and you have chosen to hurt me again.

Yes, time heals. But please, only if you are willing to let go.