Whatever
I'm talking to one of her many personalities now. This is the one that wants me. I like this one,and yet its intimidating too. All her moods are. Ill act tough, not exposing too much of myself in the hope that it will draw more out of her. She tells me "everything," and yet i don't really know her. Just the her she wants me to see today. She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me not. She loves everyone and noone and i fit somewhere in between. Sometimes i think im the most important unimportant person in her life, and thats why she likes me. It doesn't matter though. She is beautiful.. Not just in the passing way that makes u turn your head when you see her in a crowd, not that i have seen her in a crowd, but i can imagine. She is more than that. I've seen into her soul and it is beautiful too. Then she changes her mind/mood again and the cloud washes over and she reminds herself to put me in my place and she does. It's comfortable there. She doesn't want to give me hope. Hope is overrated. I'll settle for this instead.