I don't know what we are anymore. We've taken friendship and made it hard. Like. Hardship. And I'm guessing that you're guessing that I'm guessing that I don't care. We suck at this communication thing. We beat around the bush, I catch my words before they fall out of me. Because I'm afraid you wouldn't return them. And I'd be the one out of line. Inappropriate. Going too far. Truth is, I care. Probably too much than is preferred. And I desperately need you out of my system. I just want you gone. Take all these feelings with you too, please. And just leave.
Can you tell I'm not good with being vulnerable? Damn, I suck at trust.
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