The Ripped Soul

She was expecting a kiss, at least.

She was expecting.

She.

I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to hold her, touch her, do anything and everything with her.

I wanted her.

Me.

She didn't do anything because she didn't want to scare me off.

I didn't do anything because I didn't want to scare her off.

We didn't do anything because we were scared to lose each other.

We.

How I feel right now, no one will ever know. No one can ever feel it. You know why? Because it's SO FUCKING RARE to find an exact situation just like that.

She's all the way across the world.

I'm all the way over here.

We're so far away from each other and there's nothing we can do about it.

God damn it, Jess. Why did you have to chicken out when you were there? Why couldn't you just have mustered your balls, got them together and just kissed her at all the times you felt like it?

Because I was scared of losing her.

Great, because now you've lost all chance of kissing her, of doing anything at all. You're all the way back home in Singapore, and she, she will always be in Alabama. Great job, Jess. Great fuckin' job.

I swear I'm the biggest idiot of all time. And Kanye, don't even think of interrupting me.