So we're supposed to be mature about this? Though thinking about your words, the jr.high school boy wants to point fingers and accuse your words of making circles and containing no reason or message except to lose touch.
Like I'm in the front row of a movie theater featuring your words and I get to run them over the seats of the empty theater, barely seating myself and certainly no reason.
But I'm not mad at you and really not your words now that I have boiled them down to what they really wanted to say. I get it, all's fair in love and war, and front-rows of movie theaters. You said let's hang out again, but not make an effort to actually hang out. I will wait for you to move your pawn first in this game, though I walk miles away from the board. You know how to reach me.
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