you know the thing is… i know EXACTLY what you are doing in that picture. because i STILL know you. i know that you habitually play with your beard over the spot where it doesn’t grow. you mess with the hair to hide it because you cut that place once and now it wont grow. you do it when you are thinking, when you are intoxicated, when you are distracted. what i do not know is why i care. or check up on you. or wonder if you are ok. i do not know that. and i do not understand that.
i do not miss you. but i still think of you.
i think i’ve accepted the fact that i flew 1500 miles to be a 4 day bootycall. i guess i can’t complain. i did go for free.
getting attached sucks.
i wish that you were emotionally ready for me. because i’d be yours in a heartbeat.
now the question is, do i stay or do i go.
