Hi reader. I can't sleep. Hurting a bit too much and thoughts, like ants, scatter across my mind. Hold my cards in close because I can't let things out.
I don't know what I'm doing right now. I know I might have opportunity to go back to old flames. Do I want to? I don't know. To be honest. Really.
It's complicated.
A guy I knew and worked with for years gave me his number Sunday. I thought about texting him but I also don't want to rush into someone I don't know. Fuck. I'm a dumbass.
That and he is a straight up bad boy. Like. Ehh.
I like conversations where I'm not bullshitted. Where humor and compassion can intertwine. Idk. Maybe I'm asking too much.
There's an older gent who keeps coming back multiple times to talk. We would be able to talk old music together but IDK either.
Fuck reader. I just need to be held for a while. No decisions. Just hold me.
Ok. Enough.
Always
S
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