Or I think I'ts 4. Yeah, Its 4 months since a tragedy happened. I was down, I was out, I was hopeless. I didn't even think I would find someone who would give a damn about me.
It started out as a regular conversation, heck, she even wanted the conversation done, but I did not know that, so I just kept yapping... and yapping... and yapping...and yapping until I saw that it was already 2am. Man, I didn't know that I could yap that long.
The morning after, something was bothering me, I kept thinking about what happened the night before. My brain was rattling me with questions that I couldn't answer. You see, it kept rattling me, that it got to a point where I wanted to give the answers, but I just don't know what the answers are!
So, we just talked and talked and talked, but the questions in my mind were still bothering me. Until it got to a point where another part of my body was bothering me, my heart. My heart also had a lot of questions I don't know the answers to, but I was trying to answer it, but it won't accept partial results. So now, I had two vital body parts asking me a ton of unanswerable questions.
At this point, we knew at least a ton of stuff about each other, given the longevity of our conversations. Sometimes, I get the feeling that something is really up, did I mention that a lot of things about us are common? And for a person like me, I don't get that a lot, heck, I don't get that at all. There was really something going on, but I still couldn't put my finger on it.
Finally, I decided, I needed professional help, and by professional, I mean my best friend. I told him everything that had happened and asked the questions that were being asked to me. That son of a gun listened and listened and only had one answer to my questions, and irritatingly enough, his answer was another question which was "what do YOU think?"
So here, I am, confused, dazed, I just don't know what to think. Or I just don't want to admit it to myself. That I am slowly falling for this girl.
