Mid grind quick stop. Post grind relief. At this point. Maybe we’re both desensitized to the rolls we are in each others lives. Minus actually being present in each others lives. Maybe there are no words anymore. Maybe we’re just easy. Maybe it doesn’t matter. Maybe it does. Maybe it likely should. Maybe it’s too hard to deal with the pain of rejection that would come from revisiting falling madly in love. Sometimes you give me glimmers of hope. Maybe it’s false. Maybe you’re heart is with me. No. I don’t mean the maybe on the last one. I know it is. Maybe you’re just as smitten. Fuck. Whhhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!?!?????!??????!!??? I fucking adore you!!!!!!!