he broke first...

maybe... sorta... dammit

I guess I did go over there last night... I washed my face... put on my shoes and walked down to his apartment... I only stayed for 30 minutes... we didn't really talk... we watched the end of Poltergeist and the beginning of Friday the 13th... I guess I just needed to know he was home and alone... what... me... jealous??? /sarcasm

but he called me this morning... he called first... he didn't ask me to hang out or come over... and I broke first in the way of asking him if he needed anything... aw jeez... i guess I broke too...