love.will.break.us.

I hate my faltering heart. I don't know what to do. I don't know you well. But the other day when you looked at me, and I looked at you, I saw something. You may as swell have someone else in mind already. You looked selfish. Arrogant. Standoff-ish. But I saw something in you despite it all. A spark. Something.

I don't know what it is. And I don't know what to do. But I know I saw something. I don't know if I should push myself to find out what that something is or not.

imthinkingandimthinkingandimthinkingbutit'snotworking.
I should know better and make this easier for myself by rejecting this feeling altogether.

How?

cryingmyselftosleep seems like a goodidea.