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Boys have got to be the stupidest but most wonderful thing ever to grace the face of this planet, other than chocolate.
At times you can read them like a book but sometimes there is no rhyme or reason whatsoever. Or even worse, sometimes you just don't know what to think. You're absolutely sure that they never sit there kicking themselves and rehashing conversations, but you know that they probably do. But you're never sure of when, or what will get (to) them and what won't. Hit or miss, hit or miss. Is there really a pattern to it all? Do they even know?
If you met him on the street how would you judge him and how would he judge you? Are the circumstances under which you meet just as important as what you say and do? Is it important at all what you say and do? What's a good start, what's a bad start, how should you start, and DAMMIT what the hell is he thinking?! I would like to pick his brain, and the first thing i would do is find out exactly and wholly what he thinks of me.
Is it even about two people at all?
Is it really true that it's not important what anyone else thinks? Doesn't this conflict with the idea that your friends come before anything else? What will they think? They collectively won't think anything; but she'll think this and he'll think that, she'll wonder this and he'll mutter that, she'll say this and he'll decide that.
Can you overlook the quirks, or will they become grotesquely magnified as time goes on until you become a quivering bundle of nerves? But they're so adorable now. It will always have to end -- don't you wonder who will end it and why? And then don't you feel terrible for thinking about breaking up even before it's started? And then don't you scold yourself for being oversure -- i mean, who's to say that it'll even start at all?
We hang precipitously between doing nothing and doing anything; i am here and you are almost there. Isn't it a depressing, pathetic thought when you think of the whole concept of one person being interested and the other person being oblivious? Can we hang alone? Can we hang along? Can we hang on? Can we hang out?
I would love to know.