The Lowest Form Of Wit
Dear Ben
I guess I wanted to put this down to you. I DON'T love you.
I actually don't! I don't think about you, ever! and Pretty much since the day we stayed up all night talking on holiday I have never really thought about you...
I never think you lead me on and I love that you tell me things like 'You'd make a great gay guy' and 'I would definately rate you a ten' because I love being made to think about the possibility of us.
I think the idea of 'Us' is completely achievable without any hiccups and though there is no doubt in my mind you want to be with me, I certainly never fantasise about it.
I love that you have a boyfriend.
I love that we will probably never happen.
I love that your constantly on my mind.
Just so we're clear
Sam
13 January 2010 at 23:45
oops... I'm sorry things are getting messy
15 January 2010 at 05:06
:( *hugs*
Relationships are messy, messy things.
But his having a boyfriend might not be such a bad thing. Play around a little, meet new people, enjoy yourself! And when you find the right boy, go for it! I'm so annoyed that I did snag that boy on the bus... (I need to blog about that lol)
xx