Dustyn-
You text me the other night- “you say I never text you, so now I am, and now you’re wrong!”
I can’t stop smiling about that. What I don’t think you understand is that it has nothing to do with what you say. It’s all about knowing that you think of me. I have to opposite problem. I can’t stop thinking about you, so I have to stop myself from texting you ever 20 minutes. 2 days is what I’ve come to understand as the right amount of time. So in the mean time, I’ll just write you letters you will never read.
It’s your birthday the weekend after this. I really want to spend some time with you. But I get the opinion you are really happy with our on occasion “bump” into each other. So I guess ill just leave the weekend open and hope you swing by the bike stop. I’ll be waiting, pretending like I’m not keeping an eye on the door. Talking to a bunch of crazy fake people. Waiting for the only real person I’ve met in ages.
You like a little confidence, you like a man to take charge. I need to work on that for you. I can do that. And I will. I want to show you that side of me, the some of me that just wants to take you and have you. The side of me that is determined to make you mine.
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