watching myself from someplace over there

it’s a good thing i told myself not to get too attached.
                                                                                  –not to fall too hard.

this seems to be the way it’s always going to happen for me.

never fall. never fall. never fall. 
“he” will never.

if alone is how you are meant to be, learn to be content in such form.
always assume that you are nothing but a friend to him, and you’ll never be disapointed.

and i suppose i can be glad to have yet another healthy platonic relationship.  they can be good things to have.

they must be, because that is the most i can achieve, it seems.

after so much.

                                                        why haven’t i learned not to let anything feel.