i'll talk to you forever you'll stay up talking to me until midnight even though you have to wake up at six am the next morning. you tell me good morning when i'm finally up and about. pieces of me are ecstatic for you, jealous of you, and sad over you. i'm not sure how fair it is how much we rely on each other. i seem to always get myself in these same situations. but i never know how to get out of them. i also know that regardless of how important i may be to you, i'm not of enough importance to visit, and i never will be. i will be this strange girl you danced with at a wedding who just so happened to end up being a decent friend who you talk to when you're terrified or worried or sad or happy. i never matter as much as i want to to anybody.
04.04.13