These feelings that I've had aren't fertile. I've been carrying a 3-year-old in my chest for months.
The time to change my behavior has come. There's no end to my thoughts. I want you to want me. That shouldn't be difficult to understand - there's no science behind it. I've been wanting to hear you speak - so bad that it brings me to a terrible place. You won't allow it, and I ask myself why. 'Why' do you reach me - on the safest terms? 'Why' won't you give me a ring? 'Why' do you force me to suppress my feelings?
Everything that I've been feeling is releasing itself to the part of me that knows I could walk away any given moment. But I rather stay and lose myself to your charm. I want to love you in the safest way and provide you with the safest acts of it - kisses, hugs, hands, stares, massages, conversations, etc. Nothing that I'm able to do with you across states. Why don't you realize that I've tried to expose you to my inner-most thoughts and reasons why you should see my world? Oh, how it isn't a world without you. It didn't mean a lot to tell you that I get nervous during interviews, but sharing the music that I love with you was a milestone.
You're too beautiful and you might not be worth anything to have. But what does it all mean if I can't hear you.
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