a feeling.
and its not for you.
i like people i can read like a book,
you, on the other hand, are complicated;
because i know i will never fully know you,
with all those people who will always be there
stirring things up
confusing things.
making me jump to ridiculous conclusions.
which is why i'm glad i've moved on.
not to something bigger. or better.
but something, nonetheless.
a real chance to start over.
