Tuesday, January 26, 2010

I love you, I love you, I love you. I KNOW that's true.

Then why am I so unhappy? 

I genuinely don't know.

I should be ecstatic, and I am, usually.

It's just that sometimes when we're talking, not in person, online, I feel really sad.

I don't think I should be fighting tears whenever we have conversations.

I desperately need to know what's wrong.

I need to fix this.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

So, you're a person, and I'm a person. And I used to kind of sort of think I loved you. I don't know, I was very attached to a couple traits of yours. There was an awkward situation though.

I'm in love with someone new now. Actually. To be perfectly honest with myself, I never did love you like that.

Anyways what I'm really getting at is, I haven't talked to you for a pretty long time. Which is kind of sad, as you're quite a cool person. Really. So I'm happy after these past couple of weeks I can call you a friend again.

I know it's no big deal, it just isn't something I've ever encountered with someone I've spent so much time thinking about. So I don't know what my point is here, but I'm happy about it.

This is getting awkward now.

Baby steps.

Friday, January 22, 2010

Oh. Okay. Doubt gone. I didn't reveal it to anyone, but for a while there I was seriously wondering if I made a huge mistake in saying something like that so soon. Maybe I did say it too soon. Maybe I didn't fully mean it.

I do now. Congratulations, Mr.

This time I'm certain, this time I'm telling the truth.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

I don't want to gush, but I'm about to.

I know I don't show you how much I love you. I'm a little shy still.

I'm pretty sure you can tell anyways.

I can't think of any other reason I could spend hours doing nothing more than tracing the contours of your face. Or how I could catch myself so often just looking at you and looking and looking until reality returns, and I'm pleased to notice you're still there. I'm not sure how else I could stand by you so resolutely, silently but resiliently, when the world doesn't understand. It's a big thing for someone as insecure as I, but I couldn't contemplate any alternative.

I'll be here who knows how long or short a period of time, but while I'm here, I will be here. I might be a little quiet, seem a little cold at times, but I want you to know (and I think you do) that I love you.

I mean it this time. You can see the warmth inside.

Friday, January 15, 2010

unnecessary

I love you. You. Just you. The way you... are.
I loved you when you had floppy hair, I love you now it's short.
I'll love you, baggy jeans or skinny.
I'm going to love you whether you do push-ups or not, whether you do sit-ups or not.
It's sweet, but I love YOU. Just you. Everything you.