Rendezvous
05 March 05 : 01.56 PM
It was like a dream. A dream where people were sand and slipped through my fingers too easily. Was I asleep? I was just trying too hard.
But nothing happened. Kai said I did the right thing and I shouldn't feel this way. I don't know anything anymore.
Then Christian calls and says I sound weird. I was fucking okay.
"I want to take care of you, okay?"
I don't even know what I'm doing now, much less what I want in my life. You will end up like one of those guys before, no new story, because it's never about you, it's me. I don't expect anything anymore.
You're so close to perfect. But I always seem to gravitate to the flawed.