I've been feeling very stupid recently.
I don't care for the mistakes I've made. That's not what's making me feel stupid.
It's the fact that my feelings numbed themselves out- confused the fuck out of me- and are now back?
It's like I'm so naturally indecisive that it's biological.
I want to see you.
But I'd never make the first move.
Not because of pride.
But because it would mean doing all of that once again.