Why do I keep making bad decisions when it comes to this guy? What is it I (we?) feel that everyone around scoffs at? If I made the same mistake twice I'll have no-one to blame but myself. This time it would be all on me, and I've got options. NICE guys. Why the hell do I jump when he calls? Why, when he's an asshole, hollow, a fixer-upper, a bad idea? What is it that happens when we're next to each other, wrapped in each other, when he says "Don't be afraid of me" and I fold into him? What is that, and why?
I feel it. Maybe he does too. Bad ideas, but I'm young and foolish and have plenty of time.
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