i wish you would just tell me when you're unhappy because now i just feel kind of shitty that you went off and made new friends
you've told me a hundred times that you can't focus on two things at once and i know that but don't
don't leave me hanging like that
i know you tried to bring me but what if i don't come
why does it matter except i feel like you're mad and i don't know why and this is stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid. i feel like such a fucking idiot for even feeling like this, like i'm a jealous girlfriend.
it's just writing
(writing is just our thing but i forget that you slip between skins like clothes because you're you and that's what you do and i forgot)
(it still hurts)
what a dumb series of thoughts and feelings this is
what a dumb stupid thing all of this is
all i feel is dumb and stupid but then i keep looking and
i don't know. what are we missing. what if you find someone else. you're not mine but you can't be theirs either. that's not fair. i don't care?
i don't know what to do and i wish you oould just talk to me