I wanted to take you the observatory to look at the stars and all that good stuff. But I guess Im bothering you or am being a little much since you told me that you “need space.” Well, that’s fine. I just feel retarded now for thinking of you, wanting to talk to you throughout the day, and wanting you to be the last person I saw before I went to sleep. I know that you don’t want to talk about it right now, “maybe another day,” you say. I dont really want to wait for “another day” because my life is too crazy to be worrying about scheduling a time to talk to the person i truly love. If you can’t handle, then leave. I have a feeling you wont want to so let me make this easier on you…
Goodbye.
p.s. You’re right, maybe Im not ready for a relationship. But I’m glad I followed my heart for once.
