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love hurts.

hearing things without being prepared to hear them is a shocking and traumatic experience. not only does it leave you nerve wracked, teary eyed and hurting, but speechless and confused.

when you get hit physically, you feel where it hurts. but if you get hurt emotionally, you dont know what hit you, or how it hit you - all you know is that it hurts. big time.

i wouldnt want to elaborate my condition but you could relate by imagining what if your best friend suddenly tells you to not call her. and does on explaining that it is too expensive (the call). putting it this way doest feel so bad, but then if you and your friend only get to meet and talk for only maybe once a week lately, then that statement doesnt make much sense.

and sure, you can go ahead and ignore what she just said, but then she still said it, and a little later, you realize that she didnt realize (or she did, but didnt bother to tell you) that the reason for calling is because you want to talk to her.

maybe she missed that point, and that hurts. you dont call to waste money - you call to make contact. and if the person you want to contact tells you not to do so, there's something wrong.

maybe il just ignore what she said, but then it will always come back to haunt me. or maybe she's right, and i shouldnt call her any more.

the sad thing is that i love her, and i really dont know what to do.

nonetheless, chill ya'll... spend more time WITHOUT your cellular phones, and gauge how much you'll miss it - or the people you contact through it. :-|

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