Am I

fooling myself? that desperate? being horrible?

or, 

is it real? 

All I know is as great as my weekend was, once I saw him drive away all I could think about was that I wasn't as comfortable as I would have been with you.

But who knows if that's even true because you scare the fucking shit out of me.

Maybe it was better when you stepped out, I feel like I'm only going to make this worse.