its one of those nights again. she has been trying to shovel off that disquite feelings within her, but it just keeps coming back to haunt her. what is wrong here. could it be the song? what was the conversation about? where was the affection? where was the cool? where did this estrangement come from?

there was a lot of talking in her head. there was a lot of pinging and ponging back and forth. and there was a lot of unanswered questions. she is scared. she is nervous about the sobriety with which she is approaching these things. she was afraid that things are going to go out of hand. she is afraid she might have sealed the deal. but in many ways, it is a very liberating fear.

at times like this, how she wished that...he would be able to take the distraught off her. but perhaps, she should stop being silly.

honestly, why does she care.