I'm trying to hold myself together, this just all feels like when I'm in camp. ...
Although I don't know what made you uncertain or what you're uncertain about us, it might be all the while, it might be just be recently, it might just be your pms, maybe I'm just right there at the right time, maybe you're just tired of being tied down with another person, maybe you feel unworthy, maybe this, maybe that. There's just too much maybes to think about, and all I can do is to sit down, hold through the tide with your unsteadiness. Hey, I'm not complaining, this feels real, at least we're arguing from time to time, at least it made me feel someone actually care enough to even take their time to argue/quarrel with me. This may be just an episode in our life, in your life, in my life. I'm not saying I don't feel love from you, I'm not bullshitting about anything else. It's just.. maybe's too scary of a thought for me to handle.
All I ever wanted was for you to be happy anyway, having you is a really, really great bonus. A happy you is a happy me, but why, I'm suppose to be happy, but why am I feeling so much?
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