like i said, ill write here until i try to get over you. i'm realizing i cant be there. online, on facebook, just around you. a part of me is glad you leave for grad school soon so maybe ill be able to resist talking and hanging out with you more often.
there's H and he's perfect you know? we like the same movies and the same jokes (you and i dont share the same sense of humor at times) and if i were to ever imagine being with someone in bed i find myself cuddling upto you, there we'll fit.
when i ran into you this summer my first thought was thank goodness i didnt wear the mismatched flipflops i was going to throw on getting icecraem with bina. come to think of it :) you looked okay, just okay. who wears all black?
the next time i saw what was i thinking? what were YOU thinking? us meeting up over drinks? honestly. What is wrong with me? the weird thing is you were at your most gallant - for a week after. and then. confusion. again.
