What do you do when a blast from the (ancient!!) past comes and smacks you in the face? Other than, of course, smile and say "Hi"?? (which, I must add, is exactly what I did)
Why in the name of the devil can't I just be in love? Why is that a problem, you ask...Ohhh that's probably 'coz you haven't heard the clause it comes with...I want to be in love and not be in a relationship...
Now you understand don't you? But then maybe that was a description of my current state. Just maybe.
There is a colossal no etched (in a rather unflattering shade of royal blue) across my thoughts when the question of being in a relationship involuntarily pops up.
And I try and distract myself from the obvious hopes that are the hand baggage of being (even slightly) in love. I think I did most of it without really realizing the implications entirely. It truly hit me when a friend put it in words, and I quote..."Do you feign indifference in your attitude towards him in an attempt to try and believe in the indifference??"
Hell, maybe I do. Maybe I am making a huge mistake by stifling this. But then maybe I haven't stifled it. Maybe the conversations we have mean something, after all. I have half a mind to call him and ask him what the hell it is that he wants!! Lol...You know, the "did you have any intentions when you mailed me" talk? Why did we meet? Why did it feel so right all over again when we met? Okay, that last one was rhetoric :D

Darn I really do like him :D

And for the record, this entire post means nothing. Zilch. :D