I have decided that I don’t know you well enough to say that I like you as much as I thought I do. So I guess that I’m going to have to throw sticks into rivers by myself. I jump into things way to quick just like you fell into that river the first time that we got drunk together.
Maybe I’m feeling a bit too emotional, but I really don’t get why you haven’t returned my emails, or call me back when you say you will. I guess a granola man in a purple shirt spends most of his time learning how to love in his dreams but can never translate that emotion to the real life. I am just so scared of taking things too quick, but at the same time I’m scared of never going anywhere.
All I want is a person that will take me to the river and stare at the fish. I don’t want to sit at home anymore and wait for your phone call, and look out the window waiting for your car to arrive. When the night comes and turns the sky to orange and I find myself wrapped up in my blankets alone I start to get a little bit sad.
There is just too much going on in my life these days like angel visions and post hitchhiking syndrome of wishing I was lost in the middle of nowhere. At least in those moments I feel beautiful and I wouldn’t be able to explain it to anyone so I don’t feel so bad all alone.
I did manage to steal you a book from downtown. I shoved it down the back side of my pants and walked out the door without being inhibited. That was yesterday, and I managed to finish reading it this afternoon. The whole time I was waiting for a phone call or something.
I think my problem is that I get let down to easy, and that I am extremely sensitive. I could force myself to ride my bike and let the summer air purge my head of this heartache, but Im scared that I would miss your call.
I feel that I am a hopeless cause with the way that I am. If you could call me and work it out with me that would make me feel better. At least tell me if you still like me. If you do then tell me a time I could come over. If you don’t then tell me what we are….
If your scared then I will tell you that I feel the same, and that will be that.

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