It’d be nice if you were just straight out with me and just told me what’s what instead of you know…giving me hope. And then you just up and stop talking to me when someone else comes along? Since when the hell did I become a ‘filler’?!
It’ll be interesting when I see you next, although you still treat me like a friend and I’ll smile back and be friendly…but I’ll be resisting the urge to kick you in the crotch and run. Just warning you.