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It's hard being alone, isn't it? The illusivness of walking into a house or even a room where you are so completely and utterly alone scares me sometimes. You see faces... but how many of those can we really discifer as real and identifiable? When did loving someone turn into avoiding them? Why avoid me? You think avoiding me will make my feelings go away or do you think that it would help the situation? I can only say that it makes me think about you even more..... I know all too well that nothing can come out of this.... Could we really be friends... were we ever just friends? I believe the answer to that is no. When affectiion is not returned it is the most painful thing.... but... what if it is returned and you just can't do anything about it? |