sometimes it feels like we're dancing around each other - not saying what we want to, or what we mean.
she can pick out my off moods, but will address them with a flip comment. she will pass me her cup to try her smoothie without asking.
the easy way we share a beer, or a smile, or a look across the room is just. well. just nice.
though, the way we avoid being close to each other sometimes, is just awkward.
i'm in the middle of some communication breakdowns. i'm in the middle of some serious reflection. i'm in the middle of some emotional situations. this is all unrelated, but at the end of the day, i still think of her way too much.
i need to be content with my contentment.