you are infinite

sometimes I wish people wouldn't tell me things.

I hate hiding the truth.

last thursday was the end of busy season (kinda), so naturally a celebration ensued... drinks flowing, chips flying, profanities barreling.  It was there that I began learning a lot about a particular individual who I thought completely different of.  He pulled me aside to have a serious conversation about a particular person that he's jocking on.

Honestly, I've never had a conversation with him about this sorta thing, so in a way, I was a bit surprised that he was capable of such vunerability and emotion, while keeping himself so composed and together.  You could read in his eyes though how intrigued he is about her.  He went on about how he wasn't sure how she feels about him, but he seemed to begin to understand his feelings for her.  He talked about those moments that they've spent together, the chemistry, how easy it is for him to be himself around her.  She seemed almost perfect in the way he described her.  Then he told me who it is...

It was the same girl I was jocking on.