Bleh. I should not be up in the middle of the night thinking of you. This is probably one of the reasons why I can't sleep.
Why don't you just email me already? Or call? Or something?
Yes, I realize I only really knew you for a week or so. I know that it probably doesn't mean much to you and that you'll soon be spending nights at the bar with another girl.
Or maybe not. That's what gets me.
You're smooth. Very smooth.
I shouldn't let it get to me.
Instead I'm up in the middle of the night thinking of you. And wondering if I'm still going to make a visit to the East Coast.
--s10