It sucks to not have someone to talk to at this time of night...
So, the guy that I'm insanely smitten over? Yeah, let's call him Indigo. For many reasons, one being that it's a little lonely too. It's not the kind that you approach immediately but you know it's calm and comfortable. Everyone knows it, sees it, sometimes doesn't care but always fall back on it. It's friendly, shy and sometimes mysterious. That's Indigo.
I may not know what has been said... But I know it doesn't feel good.
What am I doing to myself?
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