Maybe I was in hangover from the unspoken betrayal feelings...I talked in language you cannot comprehend...and the dark soon covered the embedded emotions that I've been showing in full hesitation.
My darn age has always been an issue to you, love...my facial hair always overshadows your little assurance of my ability to entertain the doubts in your heart...I am a bit lost now..
Will i change when you say you love me more than I do? Will I act out of childish curiosity and immature love?
You've been questioning am I the best one for you even if you heart knows the answer is impossibly wrong.
And now it's my turn to question what I'm feeling about you...it's my turn to determine the two: reality and possibility...This love hurts...the more I try to be strong the weaker my faith in my doubts about you.
I simply love you so darn much that it is too hard to ignore you...maybe you need time to believe that I am better than you think...maybe you need time to decide to take me or leave me...and you are starting to loose the time, love...because I'm starting to pack up my scattered emotions.
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