I don't need you to tell me how you feel about me.

I can see it in the way you speak to me and in the way you act towards me. I realize now that you think we were a mistake, and maybe you're right. Timing was off. Which didn't help at all. Maybe you judge me for the way things went down, but there's nothing I can do about that. Honestly, there's nothing I can do about any of it. But it's fine. As long as there's still a relationship - as in friendship - it'll be fine. Maybe down the road you'll change your mind, or maybe I will. Or maybe it'll all stay the same, but it'll be fine. I guess what I'm just trying to say is that a definition on our relationship doesn't have to happen today or any other day. Because I'm smart enough to figure it out, since we don't hide things very well. On that note, I'm fine. Always fine.