Maybe this is not it. Youāre so concentrated on whatever happened at the concert, youāre literally stuck. I donāt even really understand what I did so bad that makes you turn so far away. Telling people what happened between us in my room, besides me who was actually in there? I was drunk, I can only remember pieces. And me confessing Iām into you, it wasnāt meant to come out, because I donāt know you all that well. Itās an interest. Not that Iām so deep with you. āThere couldāve been something, but because of the concert, not anymore.ā Iām not one to fire back your faults when youāre trying to tell me mine, because I think that in some way disregards how you feel. That we should focus on how you feel against me so I could be a better person to you. But damn, donāt act like youāre a saint. Youāre able to talk to me the way you did to someone you barely know? You keep telling me what I need to work on, but Iām not the one stuck on it. You are. I let your faults go, because you apologized. But I normally donāt take shit like that from anyone. I mostly tried to stay cordial because I know we share our group of friends.
Ah, tbh, you keep saying Iām projecting, but youāre only seeing what you wanna see. Because youāre doing exactly the same thing I am, but worse. I donāt have a problem w someone protecting themselves from getting hurt. Please, keep your walls up. Take care of yourself, because thatās all Iām doing. Youāre mad because of the person I thought you could be, but how am I supposed to know you? I havenāt known you that long?
Ah, itās such a red flag that youāre unable to notice your own faults. Itās you who is projecting onto me, not the other way around. I give you space, I try to understand you. I hear you, I listen to you. Andā¦ you? Iām not here to change you, but should this be who you are to me, I donāt want this either.
