oh

okay

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?

fucking

i don't know what to do and i wish you oould just talk to me