I hate, hate, hate that I think I could like you. I wish I had absolutely no feelings for you, that I would have never given you a second glance and yet, now, here I am thinking about you, thinking about how I really enjoy spending time with you, thinking about how I would love to get to know you better. But you’ll never let that happen, nor give a shit about me. I know it’s pathetic and I know I’m just rebounding. I just wish I could disregard any thought of you I may have ever had and just forget about men in general.
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