souls are too fragile,

today i gathered up what courage i have in my "bag" and went to ask the Boy's mom if i could put a letter on his door.
well. she isn't home... so i go to put it on his car; and as i'm getting back into my own, she pulls up.
awkward lol
i explain, and she lets me go put it up, but then invites me to go with her to pick him up !!!
[of course, i say yes]

see him several billion hours later;
i am known infamously as "the woman". yeah. really :P so i get introduced to everyone, and i am not kidding. everyone.

we go back to his house and end up walking barefoot to southwood :]
and talk. like usual.

so why do i feel all sad? because he's back. that's fabulous.
wtf?!??
........
*sigh*


i told him of the letter..... *gulp*
i just gave him part of my soul.
this is of wednesday night [that night..] all the way until today.
uhhhhhhhh