I've been waiting for her to leave.
not that I want her to, I just expected it to happen. i thought she would stop caring about me. but she's leaving, physically. and that hurts.
i don't want her to be gone. i want her to be here, and i want to hear her talk about things. she swears that she's annoying with how much she talks but i wouldn't dare call it that. i call it amazing. how can she have all that guts to talk all the time, even around people she doesn't really know? i respect that.
i respect her.
she doesn't love me though.
so i guess i'll wait for her. physically and mentally.
for months, months, and months.
