Paradox.

For the past God-knows-how-long, I've been feeling ambivalent toward this friend of mine. Well, actually, friend isn't so accurate, to say the least.

I need to stop.

I need to stop feeling bad about her.

Because I love her. This is the thing I hate to admit even to myself.

And, I know I broke the promise, cheesy. I'm sorry. I asked you not to talk to me once I broke the promise. And I did. And it looks like you have nothing against me for renege on the promise. For that, I am truly grateful.