I realize that we might never speak again… But what do I do with all these conversations stuck in my head, that will never take place? A lot of drama, I admit… but best that I try and let it out, until it ceases by itself…
He doesn’t need to hear it, but I need to say it out loud…
Vikram: Meet this weekend?
Me: Sure… How about a play? Or would you rather pretend to not be interested, then watch it anyway, and pretend that you heard it was good but it didn’t work out for you?
Can’t imagine why you felt the need to lie…
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Tags: Paranoia, Wishful Thinking
As they say...