it’s so obviously dull when you push me out, and i’m not talking about my life, i’m talking about yours. what is wrong with you? it’s like the more i love you the farther you push me as if trying so hard to show the world how wrong it is, that you’re actually not loveable and my loving you isn’t really real. all you do is make me love you from afar, make it so i have to talk to some other people just to pass time, all the while respecting you, telling them i’ll never leave you, while they try so hard to get with me. what is wrong with you? do you hate being loved? you like dryness? you like being unhappy? i don’t care if you make me just your friend, but its ridiculous to keep telling yourself how wrong something is, when you know by all signs, by all feelings that it’s right. *sigh