Alone again, naturally

A bridge was made. Temporary as it was, still a bridge nonetheless.

We were chatting on msn like two civilized people. It seems that neither one of us know what to do. Shell shocked it would seem. As always, any form of contact leaves me feeling sad. Perhaps this is necessary. Thus begins a slow and arduous path of forgiveness and letting go. Perhaps it is time to let go of the anger. People have managed to forgive others for deeds way more hideous than this. If they can do it, why not me?

At the back of my mind, perhaps this reaching out was to make amends. Are we ready to be friends again? Probably not. But I really do not want to be resentful any longer. If only we could be friends again, perhaps it would not feel so lonely? At least he will still be a part of my life. At least we can talk about everything once again. Is that possible?

There really is no reason for all this anger and loneliness in the world. No reason. It is nothing but an invention of the idle mind.