thinking about you was better than knowing you.

but i guess that's just water under the bridge isn't it?
you sir, with your bright green eyes, and the whites just so white. whiter than mine. but mine have been red for a very long time.
thinking about you was better than knowing you.
i guess it's the way it always works.
i'm most likely going to keep running.
where am i running?
oh, i don't know.
and does it really matter?
do i always need to go places for something else?
i can feel this change.
so fuck you.
i miss what we had.
and i miss you so much.
but you know.
now that i've gotten to know you a little better.
maybe i don't like you all that much.
of course - you can love without like right?
hasn't that happened before?
artfuck.
i think i'll wear my glasses to tap class tonight.
it's all the same.
only the names are changed.