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Glass nails and boiling tears Wednesday, Jul. 21, 2004 @ 10:38 am
My heart feels like it is being ripped and pulled at by hands with shards of glass as nail...My tears are as hot as boiling water streaming down my face. I lay in bed gasping for air as I cry. I feel that I might be over reacting, but he is the first guy who ever told me that he liked me. I thought maybe we could be something. But of course not there is a rule against that. A pointless rule.
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You are probably wondering what I am talking about....
I called Dylan last night and during the first call we just talked about his work and how he is really tired but then he had to go. I called him back at nine like he told me that Aud (the head of the MDA) called him and asked if we were talking and he said yes. Well apperently there is a rule against camper counsiler relationships...We aren't even aloud to talk on the phone. He told her that we were just friends but she didn't care. He isn't one to lie to her, all he would have to do is say that we aren't talking. I am starting to wonder if this is all a lie and maybe he is just making all this up. I hope not. I think I am going to call Aud. Or talk to Melody if I can get ahold of her.
It may seem kind of wierd that I would be this affected by him because I haven't known him for very long. But he said he liked me and not many guys like me...