I, before him

I don’t know what were going to be. Actually, I think I do. He, John just hasn’t said it out loud yet. I wish he’d tell me. In his defense though I don’t think he knows who or what he wants. I just wish he’d decide, I wish if I’m not enough he’d tell me. I get it. I wouldn’t be hurt if he’d told me, I wasn’t his type. I don’t like everyone I know, some I just deal with. It’s called being civil.

I know from experience we usually never choose those best for us but who we have most comfort with. Which is fine, I guess I’ll be waiting. Not for him though for me to build back the wall, I’ve now lowered.

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