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.