you called me lastnight, in the middle of the night when you were laying in bed by yourself, to make sure that i had gotten home okay. i told you i was just near your house and you said that you would come and pick me up and take me back to yours to stay. i cant explain the feeling that i felt, it was like in that split 5 minute conversation you actually cared about me. you were thinking about me. and it reasurred me that i cross your mind sometimes too. i cant comprehend it right now, i cant figure out what it meant, if it even meant anything at all. my head is just a mess. not a sad mess or a mess where i feel hopeless. it just doesnt make sense.
