It Was All In My Head Between Friends part 2
Its a new day, and all Im thinking about is him….Adam. I wrote him that story, and sent it to him. It was a mistake, of course. Hes told me before that he loves me as a friend, which means he wouldnt give me the time of day to fool around. Im outside, I text him, sitting on his porch. I wait outside, running my fingers through my choppy black hair. I look at my scuffed black Converse high-tops, and wonder about life. The door opens, and I turn around. I just…I dont think Im safe alone, I...