Four months ago, you would hint at being attracted to me. Two months ago, that changed. Now, you hint at how much I've changed.
Do yourself a favor and don't ever wonder why that is. Want an answer? Look in the mirror.
It's called self-preservation. I'd like to cling on to whatever is left of myself that I didn't already give to you. I think you of all people would understand that. I can't bring myself to let my guard down to you again, even if you are the one person I want to do that for.
It's almost like the one night I drove thirty minutes to see you when I was upset. I didn't want to cry in front of you; I don't like people seeing me weak. The one tear that did fall, though, you held my face as you wiped it away. You pushed my hair out of my...[read more]