today, the phrase in love is in my vocabulary. She said that she loved him but that she wasnt IN love with him. and I just stared at her. thinking of the irony of the girl I was looking at. The irony is that I was the one that was IN love with her. but trying to get her to see that was like trying to walk to her in a dream when every step i took she just moved farther away. i figured that if she was the sun then i would have to be the moon. Destined to never collide. atleast that's how its felt lately. I feel like I trip over invisible gates when I try to get to her. She stopped trying. i figured out i was in love with her but that was also the same day that i learned that she was a fucking sledge hammer.
