doing all the wrong things...
I remember the last time this happened and I did all the wrong things. Laura says, "Ay, you're in love."
Yesterday when I showed up at his house unannounced, I had something to say to him, but I swear that being near him is like a magnet on a computer chip. All my thoughts were fragmented and scrambled. I couldn't even find the words that I really wanted to say until after I tried to run out the door without a polite goodbye.
"I feel vulnerable to you, and it's not a feeling I expected or that I'm used to. And it's one thing to feel this way when you know that person is taking care of you...another to feel this way when you don't know what they're doing."
"Ah..." He said, looking at me like he finally understood what I was trying to get at through all of the previous emotional and verbal diarrhea. I can't even remember another thing I said.
I felt so foolish standing there at his door.
"What did you think when you started coming over here, 'He's such an asshole, I'm going to tell him...'" I lied when I said, "not exactly." Actually, that was almost verbatim. I felt like I had to go defend myself. But looking at him, I see a lamb...
Yesterday when I showed up at his house unannounced, I had something to say to him, but I swear that being near him is like a magnet on a computer chip. All my thoughts were fragmented and scrambled. I couldn't even find the words that I really wanted to say until after I tried to run out the door without a polite goodbye.
"I feel vulnerable to you, and it's not a feeling I expected or that I'm used to. And it's one thing to feel this way when you know that person is taking care of you...another to feel this way when you don't know what they're doing."
"Ah..." He said, looking at me like he finally understood what I was trying to get at through all of the previous emotional and verbal diarrhea. I can't even remember another thing I said.
I felt so foolish standing there at his door.
"What did you think when you started coming over here, 'He's such an asshole, I'm going to tell him...'" I lied when I said, "not exactly." Actually, that was almost verbatim. I felt like I had to go defend myself. But looking at him, I see a lamb...