I can't decide whose fault it is really. Maybe it's mine for being overly lonely and therefore too needy. Or maybe it's his for stringing me along. I often wonder what his true intentions are with me but more often than not I try to push aside the fact that I think he is using me. There are days when i am sure of it actually.
So why then do I still hold out hope that him and I will work out? Why do I let the way he talks to me and treats me get me SO SO very down? And why, after all he has said to me am I still talking to him? I don't know. Maybe I see something in him. Maybe I see that he is just as scared as me, if not more so of being hurt. Or maybe I really just don't want to be alone and he is the closest thing i have to changing that.
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