It's hard to explain but I just can't help but feel as if everything I've been saying lately is useless and inadequate. I'd say it's all stemming from some frustrating things that have been happening lately. I mean it's only really frustrating because I can't help but feel that happiness is just one small step away. You know I feel really immature and selfish writing these things down. But I guess no matter what anyone says to disprove it, man has a natural disposition to put himself before others.
I know I like her, I just wish she could be a little clearer about how she feels. In saying that however, I don't want to rush her because she has just gotten out of something that was probably quite traumatic and damaging to her.
I guess this is why they say patience is a virtue. Yet patience does scare me a little bit too, I can't help but fear that if I wait too long things will get tepid.
In conclusion, I'm a bit of a fuckhead with a bad case of selfishness.
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