i honestly don't know why you come back in the strangest of times. you always seem to be there when i'm having the worst time and you make me laugh and smile. thank you.
i apologize if i've misled you or i continue to mislead you. do you still love me the way you did years ago? i was young then, inexperienced, shy and awkward. you loved all that. it still puzzles me that you did.
now we're a little bit older and we have coffee and grown up talks. we reminisce about the stupid shit we did. we talk about the people getting married – love, and the stupid things it made/makes us do. what went wrong with our love lives. you listen to me gripe about my issues and you know some of the most intimate details about my life... stuff i don't even tell a lot of my close friends, let alone my boyfriend. you listen and i feel comfortable around you. you sit and smile across the table from me. you sip your coffee and smirk because you lied to me about wanting cake. instead you buy me a huge slice and leave me to finish it. we share ice cream and you tell me i never changed. sometimes, i think about how nice you would be for me.
deep down you and i know it can never happen between us. my theory is, if you know someone enough – if it's going to happen it's going to happen. it never did for us. i don't think it ever would to be honest. you're a milhouse to me. i just don't want to hurt anyone's feelings or make you feel bad. i think i'm going to stay away from you for a bit.
