I want to talk
I just want to talk to him all the time but when we talk I get nervous and stumble over my words, if I can even think of any.
Since he got back we’ve spoken quite a bit. It has given me plenty of opportunities to embarrass myself. I love talking to him, I don't care what it’s about. It’s almost over though, and I don’t think he cares. He shouldn't and neither should I. I know that is it going to be really hard for me when I officially leave and never go back. Everything reminds me of him. I’m always thinking about him. Even when he was away for about 3 months I always thought about him.
I don’t think I want him to like me. There are so many reasons that it wouldn’t work out but I can’t help but wish we could try it. I am selfish and he deserves better. He deserves everything. He is such a good person and it annoys me that not everyone can see it, even him.
I don’t know if any of that made any sense. I think I’ll probably delete this blog soon. I need to get over him, it’s killing me.








