Honey. I'm crazy, I know.
We've been "seeing" each other for like... a week. I can't get out of relationship mode, and I can't stop analyzing every single thing that happens.
We haven't hung out since Friday night (where you never tried to hold my hand, but you did kiss me good night?). I leave, every night, feeling awkward. You text me to tell me that you had a really good night, and I'm better. I coul use one of those texts right now.
I know you're at work, but I also know that you avoid me when I ask if you'r busy tomorrow.
I don't know what we are. Are we seeing each other? Are we friends? Should I talk about it? I don't know. You told Elizabeth that I was different than any other girl you've been with, but I don't know what that means.
WHY WON'T YOU HOLD MY HAND!?
Ugh. You're such a boy.