I would call this an elegy but that would give this fiasco way too much credit. and it would be emo.

After crying my Lacrimal glands out non stop in self-pity for the past forty-eight hours I think that I may be approaching a tipping point. I have said my peace and have no regrets because it was precisely how I feel. This is interesting for me because its the first time that I, in spite of the sting of heartbreak and rejection, have said and done everything that I wanted in this disastrous relationship--and felt supremely honest about my actions. I tried my best, whole-heartedly, shamelessly, and with all earnestness.



.....AND conducted most of it over Instant Messenger. Not only a first for me, but also a testament to the distortion of human interaction via technology these days. No?