ohmygod, oh oh oh
I thought I was going to be okay with this and him and us and this whole long stupid stupid semester alone but now I’m back and we’re talking and not even face to face he’s telling me about wanting a girl and it’s like I’m not even here I’m not even here. I don’t need to want you but I’m not a dude and just give me a little time so I can distance my heart before you start treating me like nothing more than one.
It’s like having my heart ripped out and crushed at the same time, and it’s not even that I was ever that far in like with him at all, it’s just the reality of it all and my same old same old resistance to change.
