clueless (not)

it's a great movie (i think we can all agree on that...)
but it's not the right word.
i'm not clueless (what, you thought it was going to be about anything else but me? please)
i'm not. i know where i stand. and where i want to go.
i just don't quite have it. or know how to get it.
but it doesn't seems imposible. it actually seems as if it could happen at any minute.
well, not really. but kind off.
like i could meet someone and just.. be right.
and i could handle other things and adjust.
and make it work. i could.
it'll just take a little time.
and i have stuff to fill my day with in the mean time.
and the summer and all. ooh gosh, the summer.
a topic for another day.
thing is, even thou everything's a big fat mess.
because it is a big fat mess. there's no point in denying i'm a fucked up.
and the whole fake relationships issue, and the non-getting-over and the longings
i'm not clueless. i know what i want.
wow that's a first (almost)

dear, all we need is just a little patience.