update!

original
Dear YOU-I'm so sorry. I am. you'll never read this, i know, unless somehow you get word of it through the grapevine. even then i doubt you'd deign to look at something i've written. but my secret? i kept your memoir. i can't read it. not now, not for a few years. but i'm going to keep it for a long time because i feel it's important to you. i wronged you more than once. you didn't really deserve it. i hate to tell myself that things could have been different, but only because i know it isn't true. our stubbornness made us this way. lovers or enemies there can't be any in between. i debate late at night whether i'm going to contact you in a few years...i don't know if i could do it.i love/hate you.muffy.

new
dear you
i'm not sorry
i'm going to burn your memoir
you wronged me back. we're even now
i was right about the no in between part.
and now we're enemies.
i do hate you
i dont care right now if you contact me- ever
my name is bekka.