I think about you more than I'm willing to admit. I'm really independent, so I guess that's a bit of a big deal. Sometimes when you pop into my head I try to push it out. "I'm totally being obsessive," is just one of many excuses. (Others include, "I thought I didn't need anyone else!" or "I'm being creepy.")
But I do care about you and it makes me vulnerable. You're a weakness in my cold stone security in myself and I feel like anyone could hurt me through that. I just hope that you don't.
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