Blog Post 510
Is It Too Late to Tell You How I Truly Feel? I never thought I'd find myself looking in the mirror, trying to figure out who I am and if this is what I want or if it's just a dream where my mind plays tricks on me, making me feel like I can do no wrong when it comes to you. I remember every word you spoke without a single fear. I never cared to run away or pull away; you'd end up getting close or call me out by name. As I sit there laughing to myself, thinking of how this is happening when the rest of them only made me feel like I never mattered. I wish I knew what this all meant, but instead I'm stuck with the flow of it, seeing it for what it is, praying to the gods above that it doesn't end. I understand you like me to where things don't have to be forced or questioned, but at the same time, I keep thinking back to the start of it all, thinking to myself, this isn't going to work, only for you to tell me that you could be mine if I chose to let it happen....