We spend 3 hours talking, scratch that, i spend 30 minutes talking over a span of 3 hours you spend 2.5 hours talking. I listen with genuine interest, you stare off into space. I hint towards more than a friendship, you shrug it off as a joke. I sometimes wonder, no, worry, that you think im gay. You've said "i don't know why i talk about this, you don't like me like that" and to avoid making it obvious and awkward, i say nothing . I can't act on my impulses because of your blatant disdain of The word love. Yet you use it repeatedly in the description of your feelings towards another guy. You have no idea, none, what so ever. I've stopped trying, i don't care any more, you have turned me into an apathetic, uncaring, unfeeling, empty shell of a human body.
I cant even voice this aloud.
I use this hidden, unknown blog to get it off my chest.
pathetic, both of us.
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