What are we doing? Are we wasting our time? We’re evolving, but I don’t think we’re evolving into one person... I think we’re growing apart.
You are out of town more than you are home. I liked it at first. I liked the ‘me’ time. I liked the idea of feeling like I was living a single life, but without having to do all that stupid dating. I liked the title you came into and the cool shit you were doing. I liked the cool shit you were doing because it made me look cool. That got old real quick.
I don’t know what’s going on. I don’t know the people you see. I don’t know what your days look like. I don’t know what kind of interactions you hold throughout the day.
We’ve gotten used to a single phonecall a day... if that. Used to seeing each other less than... 12 hours a week? But we still tell each other we love each other? You booked me a ticket to go to Vermont with you next week? What the fuck are you feeling that I’m not? I am so confused as to what we are doing.
I know I’ve pulled away.. you want that? I, honest to the energies, have no idea why you’re dating me. We haven’t had sex in months. We haven’t made out in weeks. I’m cold and distant. I’m rude and act like a spoiled brat.
Sometimes I think you date me because you want a good-looking girl. And you like my bangs. I have no clue why else........... and that is so hard.