I don't know what's happening or what's going on. I just feel like I'm so in love, and yet I'm not being loved in returned. What I've come to realize, is that people view love, being in love, loving, etc different ways. To me, love means texting and calling regularly. To him, to just say "I love you", or I "fuxking" love you, is love. It's very one-sided. I need love.
Or do I. I hope I see him tonight - that's not an expectation, is it? I hope I see him, and I hope I'm brave enough to say, I think we should take a break. Although, I really really really want him to come with me to the Beres Hammond concert. He's a flake though - like me, I do to others what he does to me.
It's terrible... to be continued.
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