im scared to like you

you're so close.
and so perfect.

walk away

everyone else does.

hiding my blog

only person who can access it is you and me.

you're the only one i trust with it.

just... wanted to explain that invite.

i was adding you on a permission list that sends automatic invite.

sorry.

writing down to not forget.

why are you here?
you ask me that everytime.
well...
i wanted to see you.
why didnt you come with us tonight then?
i dont know how to act around you anymore.
you cant keep doing this.
i cant quit you.
one day youll have to.
right now i dont and i dont want to.
youre going to have to learn how to act in public.
pretending like i dont spend every night i can with you.
yea, can you do that?
ill manage.

She called me a twit.

*tap on window*
why are you here?
i just spent the whole day with you and we acted like nothing ever happened
...sorry?
no. dont say sorry. thats what you always say.
well what do you want me to say?
i want you to say what is actually going through your mind.
ok then. i think youre beautiful. i want you to come inside and lay on this bed with me. i want to hold you. i had to resit the urge to grab your hand all damn day. but we can never be more. we dont work. we work for a bit and then it just...
then invite me inside you twit. i think we can both be mature enough to do this holding no strings attached thing.
can we add kissing to that?
*climbs through window and tackles*