I had feelings for you. And when I made those feelings known, you made it known that you didn't feel the same way.
An awkward patch, absolutely, but we talked about it and it's behind us.
No. It's behind you. You don't like messy. You don't like feeling bad. So as soon as you could, you just moved on and abandoned me.
Cowards dont make it to the eyes. I’ve always been this predator. Eyes set, unwavering. Sometimes locked In wonder, usually in anticipation. I must bore too many holes. Of course it’ll make you scared; most prey tremble, wracked with terror at the glint of fangs behind a hungry grin. Maybe i’m some form of cannibal, maybe I thought you were too. I’ll not settle for anything less than an ouroboros.
caught-in-a-rats-nest asked: I'm dying to know who you are
Well hi there Pretty lady. I’m what’s known as a hotpot of contradictions. But I guess that describes what I am rather than who. We should play that game where we take turns asking eachother questions. I’ll start.
God damnit. I hate you.
Haha! Why do you say that?
Because if I said "I love you." Our friendship would be ruined.