Waiting for the other shoe to drop

So he is going to talk to Apartment boy about it. I am here at home, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Listening to Staind and wondering how we got here, I figure that the worst conclusion to this sordid affair would be losing both of them completely. Making room in my life for people is easy, getting them in to the space is difficult. Apartment boy does not want any space, but will he let it go? I am half-expecting him to freak out about all of this.

I told Roomie last night that I couldn't lie. If asked straight out about all of this, I could not look him in the eyes and tell him nothing was going on. Strange how I just come around to it again and all of a sudden I am here, feeling introspective and nostalgic and thrilled all at once.

Three hours and I've done very little work, I'm utterly preoccupied. I still adore Apartment boy and want this to all work out right. I want us all to be friends. I have promised myself that once I'm done my reading I can get high and contemplate my next move. How much easier would this have been if I had just let it all go?

Though I don't know how I feel

But I know I'll do the right thing

If the right thing is revealed

'Cause its always raining in my head

Forget all the things I should have said

Forget all the things I should have said.