someday i'll be big enough so you can't hit me

so there's this kid.
and he just so happens to keep popping up in my life.
but i'm afraid to tell anyone...
problem?
probably.
why am i telling the world this?
i have NO idea. 
maybe cause it's midnight, and i'm a little NOT tired.
maybe because my life needs a little more drama (extreme sarcasm intended)
but, it's probably because it needs to be said. 
and for some reason, writing it is easier than saying it.
it means something different when you just read it on a screen. 
it's not so real... 
to me, it eliminates the pain when it's just words on a page. 
eliminates all emotion. 
i like that part...