Things have been unpleasant and tiring these weeks. I'm beginning to hate the things I do or believe in. If so, did I really believe in them?
These past few nights... I kept suppressing this feeling that some things are predestined. Is that my excuse for myself? How ever did this happen? How did you manage to sneak into my life so sweetly so irresistibly and stirred everything into a strawberry smoothie? I can no longer, nor do I want to be without you. Can't. That's what upsets me also I suppose. Tell me, why is it that I'm actually feeling more afraid that things are gonna hurt you? Should I not, be wholly concerned and worried only for the one I love? Mathematically, this is starting to not make any sense, at all. I feel so much, so strongly for you. Will I ever be able to tell you I love you... Can I?
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