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Wednesday, July 30, 20089:54 AM
what are we?
Fact: I wonder what we are  I don't dream about you; so I guess you don't mean as much to me as I thought. I forget about you, and don't answer your texts and calls for days. I pull away so that you have no way of contacting me; it's not on purpose, don't get me wrong. It's just something subconcious. Only a few days ago I was head over heels for you, hanging on your every word, dying a little inside if you didn't text back fast enough. When I let my mind wander, I daydreamed about us. And yet at the same time, not us. I know it sounds confusing, but it's true. Whenever I thought about us, I could see myself, but when you came, I couldn't see you with me. I could see your body, but your face would be blank. I just couldn't see us together. I thought I was in love, but it turns out I wasn't. I was just infatuated with you at the moment. Don't blame yourself, you did nothing. And that's the whole cause. You didn't do anything. Sometimes the things you said in your texts made me falter because it seemed that you weren't into me and into her. And then you'd say something that made it seem that you really wanted me. Was it that you couldn't make up your mind? Or was it that I just interpreting it too much? Honestly, I can''t understand your kind. But I'm glad we never started anything. I would've gotten bored of you all too quickly. And I would've been afraid to let you go; and as the cycle went on, my heart would have been the one that would've gotten shattered, not yours. When you're with me, you have immunity. You were a simple crush, you don't mean much more. ---- |
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