For me, it has to be that I let you rattle me. Still to this day. I despise the thought that you can make me so unsettled and angry when you’ve been so mental for no reason whatsoever. Also, you make me childish, and sadly, I know that to be because I’ve had feelings for you. I can go on about saying how I don’t want anything more because I’m comfortable being alone and I can’t be bothered with the hassle, and they are true, but the main reason is that when I really like someone I become a whole other person who acts like an idiot. Case in point – feeling the need to tell you crap I heard someone saying about you. It wasn’t necessary, I was drunk. But still your reaction was just, insane.
For you, the most infuriating thing about you is that you are so quick to go nuts. Calling me horrible things. That’s not right. Then almost forgetting you’ve said it and grabbing my waist expecting me to say something to you. Fucking dreaming. I don’t let people speak to me like that. And now I have to hear about my friends saying how much of a nice guy you are. And you are, I know. You just get mental sometimes.
Whatever. You’ll be gone next year I suppose. Sad that we can’t even be friends but I guess we never actually were friends.