My heart breaks a little every time you post up something to do with a person you only identify as "you". 'Cause I always wonder afterwards, if it was meant for me.
I know this probably sounds really sad. But I can’t help it. I wish and I wish and I hope you mean me when you say “you”. You get it? Ugh, I’m so bad at this trying to keep things the way they are thing. Really. I’m not greedy. I just hate not knowing. Let’s face it; I’ve got an ego and I have an unreasonable fear of rejection. I do. And I’m very afraid of being played for a fool. Been there too many times.
I’m afraid I’m making a real fool of myself now though huh.
I mean, really. The possibility of “you” being me, is almost not there at all. But I wish it was. Oh God, how I do wish it was.
Great. Head over heels for you once again.
I must stop thinking about you so much.
Ah, heart, be strong!
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