Spitting Games

I wasn’t sure I wanted to write this, but I haven’t thought about any­thing else all day, so maybe this will help me clear my mind. I’m not sure if I’m gonna make it so you can read it, either. For now I’ll going to keep it to myself, and we’ll see what happens.

Prefer­ably, I’d be able to tell you all of this face to face, and find out how you felt, and go from there. But it’s so hard. When I’m around you, I want to tell you how I feel, but I just choke up. I guess I’m just scared. Really, really scared. Last time I took a chance like this, the girl ended up crush­ing my heart.

So here goes…

Peggy, I… I really hes­i­tate to say “love”… but I do. I love you.

EDIT: So uh… I wrote this up yes­ter­day with­out intend­ing to post it, just to kinda clear my head. Plus I thought maybe if I orga­nized my thoughts ahead of time, it’d be eas­ier to say to you in per­son. And then I acci­den­tally posted it so that every­one could see, because Word­Press’s pri­vate fea­ture is funny like that.

I dunno if you saw it or not, or what you thought of it… I don’t know what to say now, either, except that I wish the deliv­ery was dif­fer­ent, but the feel­ings remain the same.

And I kinda thought you felt the same way about me. But now I’m not so sure. Maybe I’m crazy. Maybe I’m just a day late and a dol­lar short. I dunno what to think anymore.

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