to be released of pressure, an outlet (venting)

How amazing is that? The person I sometimes can't stand is also the person I can't stand to stay away from. It's kind of like an addiction. I know it will screw me over in the ending, it's like smoking, what good can ever come of it? But it's too hard to fight the pull back to it right now. It's kind of like McDonalds, or your favourite childhood restaurant. The food is terrible, nutritionally and otherwise, but you still get these cravings that must be satisfied. Only to realize once they're satisfied, that it really wasn't worth the rotting stomach feeling you get a few hours afterwards. This is how I feel about you. I am sorry I will never be the best for you. I am sorry I can't win your praise and approval by being the best at anything. You refuse to acknowledge mediocrity, and I guess I have always fallen into that category. That is part of the problem. You categorize people and you are bad at it. You are especially bad at getting an accurate reading from girls. You have never gotten an accurate reading on me, but you're convinced otherwise. I am not any of the things you have once classified me as. I am not uptight, or lazy, or desperate or needy. I am not in love, or seeking your love. I don't need your approval. Acceptance would be nice though. That would be possible if you accept the fact that you are wrong about a few things. Not likely, I know. I also know how your life is going to play out. Because I, unlike you am quite good at reading people. Because I, unlike you take the time to understand. Did you ever notice who dominates the conversation? Did you ever once reciprocate a question out of more than politeness? I think you are going to meet a girl in a few years. She is going to be too good for you on so many levels. She is not going to be interested in you and that's going throw you for a loop. So you're going to have to work really hard to show her that you're a worthwhile guy. You're going to try to impress her, and you're going to embarrass yourself in the process. And somewhere along the way you're going to discover humility, and you're going to start putting her before yourself. In time, she'll see she loves you back. You'll continually ask yourself how you ever got so lucky, and you both will live happily ever after. I'll give it 7 years max for it to all play out. I'll be expecting a wedding invitation. You can thank me later. I think I would be considerably less frustrated with you if you changed a few things. If your actions lined up with your rock solid convictions that would be good. If you let the Sun be at the centre of the solar system for a minute that would be excellent. And if you could take the 2 by 4 out of your own eye that would be great so then I wouldn't have to worry about getting slivers when I am around you. But seeing as how you will not change until my former prediction comes true, I will just keep loving you for who you are and giving in to the overwhelming urge to spend time with you.