Waiting.

"if you miss me, say you miss me. if you don't, don't. if you just want to be friends, then don't tell me you miss me."

frustrated, all i could seem to muster was, "what do you want me to say?"

he points out these faults i have, that i'm more or less aware of, but no one's ever really told me point blank. he's not even aware he's pointing it out. he's just saying what he thinks. i have this thing about too much affection, or affection in general. i have a wall a mile high. with inconsistent gaps in between.

from the looks of it, this probably won't end well. i can't tell how badly yet though.


[Update]
19 October 2009
As badly as it could've.