Sunday, February 1, 2009

You're my best friend, so why do you act distant half the time? Maybe if I had a penis things would be different.
I keep thinking that some Saturday night, I'll be out at a bar and I'll see you and we'll end up going home together.
Then I think how awesomely awkward it would be at our staff meeting the next evening - but it would be worth it, of course.
I like you, a lot. But I can only wait so long for you to figure out that the person you are waiting for to walk into your life, that vision of the perfect specimen of human being that is just your type, doesn't exist. I am the person that you should be with. And I can't promise you that when you do figure it out I will still be waiting.
you make me feel so naked, small, and vulnerable....
It's hard to believe I'm alone in a campus with so many people.

But I do.
Last year, when I finally decided you'd never like me back, I started dating someone else. I needed to move on. But a part of me never gave up on you.

This year, I found out you did like me, and since then, I haven't been able to get over the possibility of us being together. I love you, and I'd give you everything. I just wish you weren't so angry with me, because maybe then you'd believe me.