And though you've given me no reason to stay, I do, because of these little moments of complete bliss with you. The ones that make me feel so enthralled with your existence. Its coming, I know it is. I just need to tread water and wait for the right wave to surf my way to you.
I’m a girl. I have feelings. I overreact. I underestimate. I overestimate. I over think everything. I look too deep into everything’s meaning. I dream big. My expectations are high. I can tell when I’m being lied to but sometimes I wish I didn’t. Yes I get jealous, and I’m always scared I’ll lose you. That’s why when I ask how you are I mean it. When I ask how was your day, I genuinely want to know. And when I say I love you, I’m not lying.
So, I told Jake that I’m happy for him and his girlfriend, but I don’t want to hear about his relationship, because, yes, I’m bitter because I don’t have one. So, he says “Well, Katie, you know you’re a pretty girl.”
What the fuck?
Yes, I’m pretty, yes, I have a brain, I don’t doubt that about me. Does that mean I’m supposed to be happy because I don’t have a relationship? Or is that meant to make me feel like shit? Because it did.