i don't think i ever deserved you. reading your texts i saved makes it abundantly clear how kind and loving you have been to me, and projects starkly my own withdrawal. i have been unwilling to show you how much i care because it appeared to me to be a weakness, i trust you but i couldn't bring myself to admit the full truth of my feelings, to fully express myself, even if only to myself. and i miss you already. and i'm scared. and so much of me wants to take Saturday back. i don't know what i'm doing.
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