Or.. am I too lonely for my own good??

It was times like this that I wished I had someone, someone to ask me what was wrong and tell me that it was ok for feeling like an idiot. Someone to hold me so I could think about anything other than being like a stupid prick. Someone to just want to be with me for me, instead of the way I looked, or the way I dressed or because I wore a uniform. Then my mind wandered to you... of how uninterested you are in me. Or was it the rejecting that you did? I mean, where would be the fun in that. I just thought it was an interesting chase. It IS. I laughed and shook my head at myself. A cliche. I've always wanted what I couldn't have. Was I wearing my game face on because you didn't want me? Whyyy.. do I always want the unobtainable? :x

And maybe I can close my eyes before I can momentarily remember to slap myself before anything falls on the floor.