I find myself drawn to only those who are physically away, emotionally unavailable. It’s a game of self-sabotage. There’s no method to this madness, only yearning and subsequent heartbreak.
I think he’s a lovely guy. Shy, awkward and probably a little bit intimidated by me. He’s surprisingly “nice”. I don’t know anymore. I guess I’ve turned into the kind of person I despise the most, one who is unable to love.
