It's Hectic Inside Taking that leap makes me paralyzed in fear. I don't like him, I don't need him, not at all. Who cares if he calls? Not me, we are just buddies, pals. My friends don't approve and I value their opinion along with everyone else's, I must admit. I don't need a man, especially one so dull, so one dimensional, so bland. But then why do I want to go hug him so hard my muscles shred to strips? Kiss him with such might that I forget everything and everyone, just for a little while. Is it my neediness taking flight on a poor man in the wrong place at the right time? I'll save him. It just takes some self control. I don't need him. Not one bit.
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