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So, heres the deal.

I'm on a treadmill, and I'm running.

I mean really running. I"m thinking that maybe if I run fast enough, every mad bone in my body will sweat ouf of me.

And I'm running far because I don't want to go back were I have to face you, and I don't want to come home to us aruging like an old married couple only were not old or married.

I've been trying to figure out why the heck I keep coming back to this argument, and why I'm not letting it go but not getting it out there.

And then I'm thinking about the millions of conversations we've had, and how we've never been like this nonesense.

I increase the speed becuase I don't like this train of thought.

Then I start to think about all the crap you've said, and all the crap I've said. We're pretty similar I think....in what we say, and what we mean.

And I know I didn't mean any of what I said, and somehow, I know you don't either.

I'm also thinking about how life with you was great, but life with out being 'with' you will be great too, but theres no reason why we shouldn't be us.

Suddenly this whole, fighting thing seems really really stupid.

So I decide there and then that when I get home I'm just gonna tell you I don't care about what happened because....well I don't.

It bothered me. But if i had to chose over a friendship and being bothred, theres really no choice.

I'm gonna be there for you man, and I know your going to be there for me. Thats all I really need.