Nothing changes
I was doing so well for weeks. All ducks were in a row. New job. New apartment. New girl (not girl friend just yet). I thought for sure I was moving on; that even though we haven’t seen each other since April I’d more or less put this situation to bed. I wanted to hear from you so badly and I still do but I can’t put my life on pause. Seven months ago I made a grandiose gesture and you weren’t ready. You may still not be. I know nothing, and I’m not about to bug our mutual friends.
The fact remains… you are the first thing I think about when I wake up and the last thing I think about when I go to sleep.
Nothing changes.
