Is it you? Is it me? Or is it my insecurities... all wrapped up in a tangled mess. Questioning everything that is said and everything done and not done.
Are my expectations too great -- from you. Am I asking for too much -- much more than what you are willing to give... willing to bend. I want to go at full speed, oftentimes forgetting that you go at a much slower pace. Am I being unfair?
I don't want to push you away, you are already at arms length. I want to pull you closer, hoping one day we bridge this gap... Hoping one day, you'll be the one to reach out for me... one day.
10:15 a.m. - 2019-04-21
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