k,

i suppose the distance helps and you have more pride than i do so you keep away

and i make pathetic attempts to recover. the sadist in me is hoping you're drowning youself in a bottle.

no, not really. never. you're too good for that. even if you're completely inept otherwise. and emotionally sparse.

fuck.

is it so obvious i want to talk to you right now? cuddle you and watch you sleep?

i suppose this isn't helping my obsession is it? that's what it's become even if you're too polite to say so. some insane obsession with you. ugh.

and i was supposed to take on the world. not sit and pine for a man who doesnt tuck in his shirts and still want to have his babies.

x