the chase.

You know what I'm talking about. You're so into it. Until they are. Then you're not. Then they aren't. Then you are. Back and forth. It's all about the chase. I honestly don't know why we fucking bother. How do you know when to surrender? When to meet in the middle? I've been in the position of being the pursued, and let me tell you, it's just not that fun. I pulled away, and quick. It was too much. It was too easy. But after a lot of ignoring on my part, he got the message. Then I was interested. Well, I actually got over that pretty quick, when I realized he was sexy as all hell, but also CRAZY. But who am I to judge, so am I. xx