in a sense, it wasn't hard. I knew you liked me, you made it clear. but it was the kind of like where you wanted me to be happy so you didn't say anything cause i liked your best friend, and you had a girlfriend. Tough. Though it wasn't hard figuring you out, it was hell trying to figure myself out. Figuring him out. Where I stood, where i wanted to stand, what i felt. It was troubling. Though, in searching for what i thought i wanted, I found what i needed. I found it in a day in town. I found it in pretending to do schoolwork at my house. i found it in a diet that i can't remember the name of. i found it in a camping trip and weird muffins that didn't taste like muffins at all.
I found it in you.
