So last night, literally like 15 minutes before I was about to hang out with Henry at the poetry jam... Tyler texted me. Tyler texted me and we got on the subject of me going on a date. And he kind of got fussy and said that Henry was manipluative and a creep.. And I was like what is going on... You don't even know him..But whatever. Doesn't matter because Tyler always knows best. And so while he's saying such horrid things about him, which is making me kind of nervus for hanging out with him... I said "... I'm about to hand out with him right now..." And he's like "Good luck, don't say I didn't warn you." And I was like "Tyler..." He replied with "What?" And I was like "... Nevermind..." him "No, just tell me, it wasn't meant to appear frustrated..." doesn't it seem as if he was frustrated with me? And I just said "Nothing. Just. Nothing. Bye." And he texted back "No, wait..." And I'm thinking 'What could you posibly tell me right now??' but I replied with "Yes?" because I know if I would have said what then he would be like "Whatever nevermind. Bye!" and and texted back "Text me afterwards?" When I saw that I was like... Did he seriously just ask me to text him after I hang out with Henry??? Why would he care? So the rest of the convo went like this:
Me: It is afterwards... (11:54 p.m.)
Tyler: You don't have to...
M: It's fine.
T: It doesn't matter... Either way, I screwed everything up...
M: How?
T: Never mind...
M: No.. Tell me...
T: Like it matters. You're [Henry]'s now. Too late to change that now.
M: I'm not anyones, [Tyler].
T: Right.
M: [Tyler]. Please explain..
T: No need. It's happening all too similarly. It's like a damn flashback.
M: ...
T: Just forget about it.
M: [Tyler].. You've been saying all year that I'm your little sister... You can't just give me half assed answers...
T: Why not?
M: Because! You can't just start to say someting.. And just stop... [Tyler]...
T: What?
M: Finish what you started please.
T: I don't see why.
M: I do..
T: Then why?
M: Because it might actually make a difference!
T: MIGHT being the key word.
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And so on. TYLER likes ME. He's freaking JEALOUS. HOW GREAT IS THAT?!?!?! It kind of sucks too... Because he's pulling a Bobbie on me... I just like Tyler more than I like Henry, and Henry was texting me today and was saying what he could call me... And I was like "Idk" and he's like "What would you call me?" and I'm like "You're my friend..." and he was like: "Good enough for me ;)" and then "Though I must admit a bit of disappointment that it isn't something more ;)" And all I could say was "Sorry.. We don't really have a title." And I don't WANT a title with Henry... I've known this...
And I have been thinking that Bobbie has been my muse for far too long, and I need a new muse. So Friday night I tried to make Henry my muse... It didn't work... Last night, I made Tyler my muse... I wrote a really good poem too...
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