When I look back at my positive post on the 27th (which isnt when actually wrote that, it was a few days before), I just feel stupid. I didn't know what was really going on. You wouldn't tell me. You would talk to me and not really say anything. It seemed like you didn't want to talk. I was right. I saw you and it was fucking wonderful. It was great. It reminded me of what I want. How I should feel when I'm with someone. and then....the morning brought reality and you left when I was no longer being a happy distraction. I don't know what to do. I guess there is no doing. There is waiting. There is hoping. There is pulling back. I think you're worth it. but your head is not in that place. It is far away. I hope you think of me when it returns.