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Remember when you were holding a ruler and asked me for a ruler? I think that's when I knew. Not that you liked me, because that's just wishful and obnoxious thinking. I just had a moment where I was like "hey, he just wants a reason to talk to me." I smiled at you widely and gave you mine. I asked what was wrong with yours and you laughed. Your laugh was what won me over. (or was it the fact I like dummies so much, hmm)
I told you I thought you liked me too much. That if we got together it'd be hard on you. You said you could handle it. I care about you a lot, but I still feel the same way. You have blinders on when it comes to me. My friends and family think it's sweet...but I feel bad. We'd never work out if we got together now. I'd push you around too much. I would try my best not to, but that's just how I am with you. I'm sorry. I always apologise and make the slowest progress. But I'm trying. I think it counts for something. You always say you can handle it. I always get upset with you. What is it exactly that you can handle? Me? I can't handle myself most of the time. You need to take care of yourself too. You always say you'll take care of me. It irks me. It's like something out of a drama. So what if you've got the finances? I always tell you I have no interest in spending your money. You used to get mad at that, you dummy. What would you have done if I was the opposite? I'm sure you wouldn't have liked me very much. Anyhow, back to that I'll handle it line you love so much. You never want me to deal with my own problems. I always joke if you want to be my boyfriend or my "lil bitćh" lol. You're not fond of that name, but it'll be all yours if you don't start being a little selfish sometimes. Don't think about me too much. I'm not as fragile as you think my dumdum. At the end of the day, I do love you and I'm not going anywhere, so chill~
You follow me around like a little lost puppy. I'm wording this wrong. It makes you sound so clingy...but in all honesty you are. You hang on every word I say. I didn't take advantage of it at first, and you got mad for it. I didn't get it at first. I've never liked calling the shots, but it's a strange kind of fun. You take the lead in some aspects of course, one person can't have all the control in a team. But still. You follow my every step. When I text you to meet up somewhere private, you're always there in three. When I want you, you're at my feet. It's nice. It's reassuring. I'm always there for you too. But other times, I wonder, how far would you go for me. It's strange.
Remember when you told me I was "so cold". I laughed in your face, and you got fired up. I didn't realise it at first, but you'd kept it in for a while. It all came out that day. You said I treated you differently from other guys. I'm "nice and sweet" to others, but when it's you, I treat you badly. I said I was sorry...after putting the blame on you "You should be happy. It means we're close!" It was a lame excuse and you saw right through me. "Then what do I have to do for you to stop being like this with me?" I laughed again at that. I always laugh when I have nothing to say. It's childish. "I'm sorry, I'll be good to you. I like being close with you." "You always take so long to reply to my texts. You always choose your girl friends over me. You don't take me seriously at all." "I'm like that with everyone, I never reply to texts-" "Do you even like me?" Of course I do. You were trying to make me slip up. We were both getting heated up. I wished you would have ended it at that. We could have made up after that. But you went on. "I love you." I wish you hadn't said that, at least not yet.



When I was younger I hated hugs. I didn't even hug my parents. I can't remember the last time I hugged my dad. It was just something I never did. Recently, however, I like hugs. Well I don't know if they count as hugs, I just like resting my head on people's shoulders. My mum doesn't mind it, my dad calls me childish but reciprocates it too. I love them. I never used to hug my friends. Now I hug them whenever I see them. There's many things I never used to do, that I do so often now. It's strange. We're always changing. Even in small ways, nothing is permanent.

 




Sometimes you need fake friends so you don't look lonely. You still feel empty, but sometimes...sometimes you need to convince everyone else that you're not.

 




I show my compassion in different ways. I nag. You had an assignment due but you kept procrastinating. I nagged at you to get it done. Instead you went out and bought a rug. What are you doing? You always say I don't care enough for people. I'm not trying to prove myself to you. Well maybe I am. But haven't you known me long enough to see how I care? I can't show it outright. It makes me feel uncomfortable...way too vulnerable. So I'll nag. I'll nag and nag until you've finished what you need to do so I can stop worrying about you. I guess that's what caring about someone is to me. Making sure they're on track so I don't have to worry anymore. I am a good person. These days I find myself trying to convince myself of this. But good is such a vague word.

 




I'm very hard on myself, but I've done good with what I've been dealt with. I give myself a tough time, but I do deserve good, I think. But the world doesn't owe me anything. I've learnt this. You need to learn to take sometimes, and keep a firm grasp so you don't have any regrets.

 

I love the rain. I love how it softens the outlines of things. The world becomes softly blurred, and I feel like I melt right into it. 
Tears were real.
But Onions were blamed.
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