Is It Wrong?

I feel so pathetic. Here I go again thinking that we have something where in fact, it's all in my mind. I hate knowing that you won't like me and troubles me that I'm not doing anything about it. 

For the past few days, I've been talking to you on the phone and frequently tweeting you. I made this whole other world where we had a thing and that we'd be together someday. It's weird how you were completely comfortable talking to me especially since I was just a 'stalker' to you before and I was trying to catch your attention way too much. But you talked to me so easily that I was shocked. 

What shocked me more was that you told me a lot in a span of two hours. We usually talk by 3AM then finish before the clock strikes 4AM. We've already talked about your ex(es), guys you've had a thing with, and this weird trait of yours where you can't have something intimate with someone more than a hug with your cheek pressed against to his cheek, I guess. With that then on, I totally changed how I viewed you as a person and wanted a complete make-over myself. 

I don't care about how you talked about who is Makkie's new boyfriend (and that being how we got to talk to each other). I don't care how you always talk about you and anything you want to talk about. I don't even care about the sex - a hug is all I need right now.

I want to be with the boyy who talks a lot.