I turned my back, but I didnt walk away.
I stopped talking. But that doesn't mean I wasn't wishing for you to bring up the conversation.
Yesterday we finally had the conversation. Well, sort of.
Guess the closure I thought I wanted was never the closure I needed.
I knew all along I should've listened to my intuition.
Instead, I assumed.
I should've just said it. I Should've asked you what you were doing and what your intentions were. I Should've told you this is making me feel some way.
But I was still trying to figure out what I'm feeling.
Well dragging the feeling out doesn't help.
It just made me more confused.
I should have asked you sooner. Like my intuition told me the whe time.
But I desided to wait to out to see where it could go.
It went no where. My imagination went everywhere, though.
I constructed what I thought we were, meanwhile there was nothing.
YOU ARE READING
confusion's illusion
Romancea love story. well the one side of it. And a cluster of random other parts of my story.
