236 - After Hours

This isn't it 
you know?
Yes. I know. Please stop reminding me.

None of this is real.

Some of it is.

But you aren't.

No. I'm not.

235 - Separate Rooms

You know one day,
it'll all stop hurting.

One day, some day,
this will all stop hurting.

You won't do this, anymore.
You'll see me.
You'll understand.

One day, you'll stop hurting me with your silence.

Someday.
Soon.

234 - Catching Tidal Waves

What I should have told you:

"You and me, we could've been happy.
We could have been simply,
easily,
extremely happy
for a few months.

But
There is no picket fence around us.
There never was.

And. You know. In a world where she doesn't exist,
in a world where I haven't found her,
I'd still be looking for her.

I'd still, always,
be waiting for her.
I have waited a long time for her.

I thought she was you.
That was my mistake."

233 - Firsts

Can I just say something before I lose my mind completely?
I've never stopped thinking about you. And I always wonder and wish
God
if you had just.. gotten to know me
if I had just not communicated with you solely through letters
(intense letters, sometimes not even given to you by me.)
if I had just spoken with you in a real - in a real way
eyes meeting eyes
smiles meeting smiles
if it could've been real
I could've known
and I could've just gotten over you, then.

But it feels like something's still unwritten,
and something's always going to be hanging there, in the air, for us, for me.
I know we're not right together,
I know we don't work. I know that.
But sometimes I don't know. You know?

I'm not suggesting we be friends.
I think that'd be weird, and uncomfortable,
and I don't want it,
and I wouldn't even know how to explain it.
But I just wish there was something that could just settle my mind, finally,
to know that this - us - I just want us to be over.
I know we are. I just want to feel it more often.