Moon

Hey,

I can remember when that was the last word in your username.

The same time I tried to apologize and got mocked in a manner I now can only describe as cruel and hilarious.

I watched it last night. Finally at peace with myself.

I tried. I tried to make it clear but firm how I felt. I was polite as anyone could be.

I am sorry that it wasn't enough for you, I am sorry that you took so many of my actions in a completely different light than they were cast in from my perspective.

I cannot control that, nor can I control the way you spoke about me.

It's not my fault, it's funny though, even in conversations with people who know you and warned me. I defended your name. I spoke highly of you.

I did view you as better than me. Honestly I still do in so many ways.

I'm not hurt by the way you spoke about me, it's a blessing. I can stare at the moon now. Upset for what occurred but confident in myself.

I am not the person you think I am. I am not going to die regretting what I had done. It was what needed to happen for myself to be here, dying slowly, albeit quicker than most staring at the moon as snow falls.