Confident when you’re not quite. Confidential stories that I can never tell.

Pain I cannot describe, love I cannot explain.

Love, I cannot explain.

So desperately clinging to someone who won’t stop running from me.

I miss you.

It’s killing me too.

I wish I could just erase it, but I am me, and you not understanding doesn’t change it.

I love you despite how it stings and stabs when you say it.

I am one step away, from not knowing what I was supposed to love for.

If it just causes this chaos.

I love you, and I don’t know what to do.

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