missed

I haven't spoken to him in a while...
It makes me wonder...
It gets me paranoid...

I'm not quite sure if it's something due to conflict of schedules
or conflict of personality's

that, I'm not quite sure

What I am sure of though is that i do feel a little guilty
a little confused
a little dazed
a little scared

I miss and I miss
I miss our random conversations
our intellectual humor, if we could call it such
I miss and I miss


and i have to admit i think i am at fault

a crippling friendship all thanks to paranoia and a belief that was never mine

I hope i haven't missed my chance at friendship
I ruined my 1st one, i hope i don't end up f*cking the second