Goodbye, Halcion days -again. A different story.-

Gaaaah! We have just made the biggest mistake we could have made. And I can't believe it was agreed upon so easily, so readily. Sure, why communicate and somehow solve your problems, when you can ignore them, and let them get bigger, and let them get serious, and let them fester and hurt?

And we'll end up being like all those other people, that talk just for the sake of talking, because they heard that people do that, but they never actually /say/ anything, because by that time there are so many unresolved issues between them that they have a list of "safe" topics of conversation.

Kinda like in Nightwatch: Lord Selachii, I notice we are at a party. Yes indeed. I also notice that there is a fair number of people standing upright. I understand that this is the custom, at such affairs. Which is not to say that lying down does not have its merits. Yes indeed, it can be quite appropriate in certain situations. Such as sleeping. Quite.

(and no, I'm so /not/ being gratuitously pessimistic)

And then we'll get awkward, and then maybe even not talk at all, for fear of what we might dig up. Like everyone's parents. Like the people from the "bed. office. bed. office" commercial. Like all those other people we used to look with scorn at.

And I cannot /believe/ he didn't have the interest (or whatever it was, though I cannot understand what) to think about it himself, that every little gesture could count. That waking up with him at school (or somewhere where I was lemminging) would mean so much, that a flower or /something/ meaningless, a small, /unplanned/ gesture could be so loved. Why? We actually /synchronized schedules/. I can't believe this is happening.

And now we won't be talking about /that kinda stuff/ ever again, because it's uncomfortable, and why be uncomfortable when you can be very, very comfy, very, very easily?

WHY THE FUCK NOT?





Happy mufu to you too.








(there. I vented. Thank you.)

(yes, I know you will probably see this, sometime sooner or later. I think I'm just tired enough to not care about the consequences.)