if i were a boy

internal battle

the more i thought about you the crazier i felt.

the more i thought about you, the more i wanted to see you again.

the more i thought about you the less i thought about her...

guilty.

i didn't even speak to you, i literally don't know you.
this is stupid.

THIS IS STUPID.

i wanna be alone, remain. alone.

i NEED to be by myself.

i've been doing well, the days are brighter, my mind is quieter.

i started a new job, new hobbies, new projects.

blew the dust off my gym membership.

haven't been able to pray quite yet,

but,

i'm doing really good.

except at night when... the darkness brings the truth of my reality.

my home drained of love and warmth.

some nights i catch myself running to bed in hopes to catch that sweet glimpse of you again.

wondering if you're laying next to anyone-

*record scratch*

fuck you, actually.

you can't trick me.

you're just like her, evil.

just... a new kind, you wear your disguise well.

you're a witch, only a spell could explain this, i just have to wait it out. it'll go away.

how long should this take... 2 weeks? bet. i can make it that long.

okay 2 weeks is up.

will you go on a date with me?