feelings make things complicated,
explaining feelings is even more complicated.
I have trouble articulating my thoughts and
ideas, taking them from my head
and making them open
for people.
awkward when you read that,
because I was afraid to know what you'd
think
or feel, which turns out it's no
big deal to you, which was what I was aftaid to find out
(hurt my heart a bit...)
But that's not a bad thing.
I don't want you bothered. I only want you to feel how you feel.
Just, sometimes, ignorance is bliss.
No hostility involved... I don't know
how I can convince you that I
have no ill thought of you
at all. I wasn't being hostile...
Please keep me. I'm just bad at words. Get it?
explaining feelings is even more complicated.
I have trouble articulating my thoughts and
ideas, taking them from my head
and making them open
for people.
awkward when you read that,
because I was afraid to know what you'd
think
or feel, which turns out it's no
big deal to you, which was what I was aftaid to find out
(hurt my heart a bit...)
But that's not a bad thing.
I don't want you bothered. I only want you to feel how you feel.
Just, sometimes, ignorance is bliss.
No hostility involved... I don't know
how I can convince you that I
have no ill thought of you
at all. I wasn't being hostile...
Please keep me. I'm just bad at words. Get it?
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