We're Good Again (Tho Startin' to Wonder Why....)

So Kei finally texted me last night and we had a pretty awkward conversation. A conversation containing mostly "Uhhh"s and "Umm"s. Well, on my part. His just has a lotta dots. Pretty obvious tell if you ask me. Doesn't take a psychic mind-reader to know something's up when you see more dots than a sentence should have. *shrug*

 But then again, that's the wonder of reading. You can learn to read body language without ever having to confront a human being. Technically, you're going on a thesis by your readings but meh, it goes as it goes. LOL
Worked for me.

 Also, it helps to be observant.
A self-absorbent jackass wouldn't know body language if it hits him in the face.

 I'm glad he did, though. Kei, that is.
We still gotta talk through the whole comfort-zone and swapping-accommodations but I guess it'll pop out in a talk sooner or later. Or we'd just have another fight about it. We've never really talk about lines and zones before. Just goin' in with whatever feels okay.

I just have to keep a clear head with his.....flirtations.
I mean, obviously he's been doing it as a coping mechanism, regardless of my comfort zones (read : which I have explained to him in lengths quite numerously in some occasions for the past 2 years) and I just have to look past the whole stuff and dive straight to his problems. Idk why suddenly I slipped from that practice.
I've been doing it quite efficiently since we became friends.

 There are times when I could just effortlessly skip the thing with ease and nonchalance, and sometimes I can't help to feel weird and exhausted by it. Even as I laugh and try to push the churning feelings down my stomach.

 But that's another stuff on deck.
I'm just glad I hadn't lost him yet.

 Yeah we got stuff to waddle through to get to the point where we're both comfortable again with each other but at least now, we can start.

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