I can’t anymore.
I have tried. I tried to not love you. I tried to kill it. I tried to morph it. I tried to confess to you. I tried to avoid. I tried to tell him. I tried to pour it all out here. I tried. I am out of attempts. It’s your turn. If you feel the same, it’s your turn to let me know that it isn’t all inside my head, that this isn’t all in vain. Man up and tell me what I mean to you. Or run away like the cowardly lion.
I understand.But I also believe that you feel as I do. Please, let me know. This is me on my knees, begging, giving up. This is my last fading hope.
I love you. And I know you love me. The question is, is it enough? I was willing to destroy my world for you, even in your silence. What am I worth?
Orrr…. am I just crazy?