Thank you for the attention but I dont think it's in my best interest right now.
I dont know if this could be the smartest or dumbest thing I would do. I hope I wont have to say this to you. You are nice, sweet, cheerful and a bit crazy. You are a ray of sunshine sneaking in my scattered room of gloom and horrors.
Forgive me for always eating your happy thoughts with hard-edge tactless words. Or my failure to respond to the things you tell me.
If all these gifts and question of when will i see you again and how i am is just your innocent means of getting to know me, it has got to stop. Stop asking me out. Stop inviting me to trips. Stop asking me how I am. I am not even there yet with you.
Its all intense. Your words are over intense. Its scaring me.
I have a lot on my plate right now and I dont even have anything to offer.
I know I'm walking away to a-what-could-have-been.
Im sorry.
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