Sometimes…
I dunno. It's like…
See, this is the problem. I can't get my words out right. There are times when Leo comes up with a good plan, and I know it's good, and I wanna tell him so – but if I say it, it comes out all wrong, and things get kinda awkward. So I keep my mouth shut, and then I get all pissed off 'cause I don't wanna keep secrets.
And then I say something stupid, 'cause I'm angry, and then Leo gets mad and says something back… and next thing I know, we're at each other's throats again. And afterwards I just hate him. And then I stop, and remember how this started. And it makes me so mad… And the whole damn things starts again.
I don't know why I bother.
Yes I do. It's 'cause there's these moments… and they're pretty rare, I'll say that much… but there's these moments when I say something, and it comes out right. And it's like back when we were kids, and everything was easy.
That's why I come out with that crap. For the sometimes.
Sometimes…
I wish things were different.