Doesnt mean you get laid tonight. It's true, oh so true.
But, why do I keep doing this? Maybe I am afraid to be alone, I dont know for sure. I think this time she was right. The more time I spend alone, the more I hate it. I love my time to myself, out working, playing, whatever. But I HATE not having someone to tell me they love me at night, no one to look at me when I walk through the door and smile. Knowing you dont want to be with me anymore, or that you do but you wont let yourself kills me.
You tell me that you love me, or you used to at least, but I doubt it now.
I think this is the start to something completly new. I'm going to be alone for a wihle and hopefully figure out what I want. Figure out what I need.
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