Is There Something Wrong With Me?

I don't know anymore. Yesterday during lunch, I talked with Scott on the phone for about an hour. It was quite fun...

He didn't come out with my friends to watch the game--and I basically just told him that I was coming over. I didn't ask. I was a little drunk. So I get over there, and he is happy to see me...we sit next to each other, we were practically holding hands...meaning he kept putting his hand in mine...and we were laughing and joking. And I went to the store and brought over more beer...I only drank one though.

We went for a drive in his truck...and I made him tell me the whole story of how they gave it to him.

Then he played the song that he wrote for me...and I liked it...but he started saying that I didn't like it...and I said it is upsetting me that you think I don't like it...and he said how do you think i feel? Then he was hungry and I offered to go get him some food--if he promised not to fall asleep.

Well, when I got back, he was in his underwear on the couch, sleeping (it was 2:30am), and the TV was on (about women being bisexual vs. gay--how ironic!), so I tried to wake him up and couldn't. So I just laid next to him, and caressed his back and legs...and fell asleep.

We woke up cause he had knocked a beer over on his head. Then he went to his bed...and I stayed on the couch.

I woke up early, and went to Target to get him a toothbrush and deodorant, and some food 'cuz his friend had taken his stuff home with him, and he needed that stuff til he goes back and gets it this weekend. He said he is going home for Easter.

I left him a note with the stuff....and told him that I had to go to work...but would be back later in the day.

How/Why do I love this man? when I get nothing in return from him???? And why do I keep doing stuff for him? I know.....love makes no sense....

We'll see what happens.