i did something bad–

or rather, something i possibly shouldn’t’ve. & is most likely the  last thing my emotional self needs.

but the fact remains that
1) i made a decision not to dangle, yet
2) my stupid subconscious decides to dream about him, and
3) i rediscover /irl his adorability.

intellectually, sensibly, & pragmatically (also slightly frustratedly) i’m so over people who don’t respond. it’s just not worth the effort & time & consideration.
but my heart has a mind of its own, & i’ve learned lately that it is both stubborn & unfair. and rebellious.

i hate you, heart. i wish i could pull a Davey Jones: cut you out & lock you far far away from myself.


About xkawai

I write to find out what I'm thinking.
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