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Well . . . At least Iapos;m not drunk this week at girls night. But intensely congested, coughing, and confused. Also not sure when Nyquil will take effect and knock me out.

Today I met Angelo for lunch. Brought him teriyaki and wine. Mmmmm. But he was strange. Very melancholy. I wanted to kiss him but I was hesitant and again, confused. How can I adore Angelo and despise him all at the same time.

Text message conversation of the day . . .
Ang: Thank u.
Me: You know I love you and I would do it any time Angelo.
Ang: Thatapos;s what gets me.
Me: What do you mean?
Ang: Whyyy? I donapos;t understand.
Me: Because I care about you. I feel a really deep and important connection to you and I cannot ignore that.
Ang: Could you take me broken?
Me: Aw Ang, weapos;re all broken.
Me: Of course I could.

No response . . . For the rest of the day or night. He really knows how to keep me hanging. I have this intense desire to comfort him and soothe him. Maybe because I see a part of me in him. Maybe because I love to comfort people. But I also think heapos;s cute, funny, kinda mysterious, and we have amazing and never ending conversations. He wraps me up in an essence of intrigue and discussion. Every time I hear that damn train I have visions of him and I.

The Nyquil is heavily sedating me now. But my mind still isnapos;t lighter or more forgiving of the love Iapos;m trying to hide with basic friendship. But, sleep will restore. My lonely body yearns for warmth next to me. ::: Sigh ::: What I want I cannot have and what I have I cannot want.

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