girlfriend in a coma.

There's so many thoughts swimming in my head lately.
I can't process or separate them from one another.

My timing is off.

I observe and listen too much lately to peoples hang ups.
they haunt me.
they make me weary of pursuing my own possibilities
because of the vicariousness.

and the assumption of my indifference is
A I'm into girls
or
B Theres something wrong with me

Is it so bad that I prefer to be alone rather than chasing?
I'm seeking something more than just frivolity.

I just want more than this.