No answers.

I only have one question for you and that is why? seriously why? 

But don't answer it, neither of you, because I'm not ready for the answer. I hate not knowing.. but I'll probably hate it more when I do know. I can't be mad about it because I understand you, I really do. I mean, why should you think any different than that? I really shouldn't care but to be honest, I do. And I hate that. I hate that more then I hate the answers you haven't given me, and I don't want you to give me.

xx