No words, no feelings, no emotions.
No drive to do much of anything.
My heart seems to have exited my body, the day that you left my life. I see you. But I know that we can't.
You've made that very clear.
I still want to tell you though.
And I do get that it might seem needy and desperate.
I am needy and desperate...
I mistook your kindness for love. Your smile for flirting. And damn, I just couldn't think when you winked at me. Maybe I will tell you some time. Just not now though.
Maybe I've still got a chance.
And yes, I am needy and desperate.