How strange is it that he is giving me strange, foreign signals? One minute, he is cold, the next interested and open to conversation. I don’t have a clue as to just how to interpret his actions.
He remembers the little things I’ve said to him previously.
He took interest in the book I was reading tonight.
We chatted in between lines, we talked like nothing had ever happened.
But perhaps that’s the thing: nothing ever did happen.
Nothing has changed between the two of us, we are still two strangers.
I do not attempt to try to figure it out anymore but sometimes, he makes me wonder. Just how much of it was my imagination and how much of it was true?