"Hey Athena. You look like Elvis."

Simple little things send me on a frenzy.
It's like we're 13 years old and we're too shy to say things upfront so we make up little jokes about how we feel.
Does it bother me? No, not really.
I have a hard time being upfront about everything so this is good.
This is comfortable.
Although sometimes I wish things were different.
Usually when I'm confused about what is it we are doing.
You'd think that after what happened the first few times we'd know better.
That saying learn from your mistakes? You never really learn. At least I don't.
What happens when everyone else thinks it's a mistake but I don't?
These feelings will end bad. I know it and I think you do too.
Then again, I don't really know what it is you feel.
And here we are.
Doing the same thing again.
Although it's not much now, I've realized talking usually leads to more.
Will we ever learn?

"Hey Athena. You look like Elvis."
"I'm yours."