I guess my invitation got lost in the mail
Fool me once...
I felt like someone had punched me in the face, or at least how I imagine that would feel, and I couldn't even stop myself from sounding so damn hopeful: sure I'd love to see you!

So now I'm in this awful place. I second guess everything. What I said and did, the way I looked, the way I walked away, his intentions, and most importantly I guess is that I am sitting here second guessing my own worth in this equation. I thought I wanted to have his friendship if my other option was nothing. Now it seems I cannot fathom why he'd want my friendship.

I feel like I might implode if he's gone again. Or if it turns out he didn't really come back for more than a nod and a smile.