Rendezvous
28 November 05 : 12.25 PM
It was one night, talking about love and lost, Desiree asked me to listen to a Wilco song.
"It reminds me of," she said.
Remember to remember me.
Saturday night, while the couple was away, sitted by the river, the rest of us started talking.
"I let her go because I didn't think we were going to be happy together, and I don't think I can give her what she wants," Kai said, about a girl.
"So it's really not as selfless as people may think. For your own selfish reasons, you want to be happy too, isn't it?" Kai didn't disagree.
But I hated to admit, that it was something I wouldn't have been able to do. I had more selfish reasons than he did.
b. asks, "Can we never see each other again?" I didn't know what to say.
Sometimes when I talk to Desiree, I tell her about the things I did, and she understands why I did them, and then, I find these things I did, suddenly justified.
I don't want to be selfish anymore.