Oh jen…you and your games….
So my life seems as though it is going in circles. Wasn’t I just talking to you last year? Okay maybe not as graphically or comfortably but we were still talking. Flirting. You were so into me, I think you still are. But it seems kind of ridiculous, 2.5 hours to waste in 60 miles, not time for a gf? Shady. See this time is different though. I know you now, and I know who you are, and who you can be, and who you turn into. I know that you think I’m sexy and you want my lips but do you want my brain? You talk to me like you do, we have some pretty sweet conversations, but I can’t trust you. Nope. Not again. You were an ass hole. A complete ass hole. I can’t tell if you really are into me but you are honestly too busy, or if you just want to kiss me again, “have fun” together. It would be nice, it would give me something to tell those at home. Something to make him jealous. I think about you sometimes, how it would be nice to do the things we did before. Dinner and walks and talks. But do you ever really think about me? Probably not, I’m probably just someone you see as an easy target because I’ve been there before and I know what I am getting myself into this time that way you can’t feel bad if you fuck me over again, it will be my fault. Well here is where the decision takes place….I’ll just roll with it. Peace
