Why am I so concerned about not getting a return phone call from someone I'm not really interested in involving myself with?
Yes, I know, evidence abounds about my endless need for attention. But still, this one? He's not a good distraction. Yet he can read my messy, unattractive parts, and call me on them. I hate that part, yet I need to know.
He's been a friend for what feels like 100 years, but is more likely to be 15 or so. I think it's because we've had crushes on each other since we met. Still, that's not a good enough reason to worry about this.
My best guess is that I'm not very good with people wandering in and out of my life. I fight it with every fiber of my being. I adore them wandering in. I hate them wandering out.
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