Wednesday, November 24, 2010

I sent her a text at 5 in the morning.

5am
Why did you ask me what I was thinking the other night?

7am
Idk cause i always ask that question. Why?

Cause it fs me up.

ugh ok... there is nothing to make complicated in this situation anymore. i honestly dont know what you want me to say.

there kinda is and you don't need to say anything and trust me i'm sick of all this crap too

i dont think there is and if your sick of it why do you keep bringing it up? just leave it alone.

Cause it feels like i need to or else i just stay in uber fd up mode for the longest time. and there is... when you asked me what i was thinking we just stood there for a moment. I hesitated answering because I realized I really wanted to hear that. Everytime you say that, we talked about us, it was your way of finding out how I felt about you. And I had to go against what I wanted  to say and do so I turned away and asked why are you so curious and you immediately turned around and pouted and said fine I won't be curious anymore. You looked upset and angry at me and I panicked. It hurt because I'm an idiot and afraid to lose what I have for you. The complicated part was just the way you wanted to stand there and wait for something to happen, idk what. I guess I wanted you to question how I felt for you and I thought you did. The way you looked at me and turned around when I avoided the question made me feel that you still feel something for me.

you look to much into it... I just asked to ask and ill make sure i wont anymore. I look to you as a friend. thats it. and it wont take a long time to get over this. you just gotta start dating n u will move past what u think u feel for me.

Hope so but I don't know if it'll be as easy as it sounds.
8am

I hope this is the final act of Africa. I'm going to try my hardest to make it that way.

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