I'm finally feeling a bit of reassurance from you. I felt utterly, entirely confused. I just wanted to drop you. I didn't think anything could work out, for me- with anyone at that moment. I felt like you were just enjoying me on your own time. All you calls, all your talks. You just did them, when you felt like doing them- not because you cared. But I guess I was wrong. Well, who knows? Maybe I am right. But you do hell of a job, disguising it. But when I'm with you, I do get that feeling. Holding your hand, or just looking at you, makes me feel different. I don't know what's gotten into me, to make me so stupid these days. Like, jumping into conclusions and accusing people- especially myself, for letting things happen the way they did. But, it kind of is my fault in the end. I just go with the flow. It's not my first intention to push things into what I want them to be. I want things to end up how they should, how fate was supposed to bring them together in the first place. I guess I talk too much. I'm smarter than I think I am, and stronger than I imagine. Times were, are, and will be rough, but there's simply another tomorrow.

I'm finally feeling a bit of reassurance from you. I felt utterly, entirely confused. I just wanted to drop you. I didn't think anything could work out, for me- with anyone at that moment. I felt like you were just enjoying me on your own time. All you calls, all your talks. You just did them, when you felt like doing them- not because you cared. But I guess I was wrong. Well, who knows? Maybe I am right. But you do hell of a job, disguising it. But when I'm with you, I do get that feeling. Holding your hand, or just looking at you, makes me feel different. I don't know what's gotten into me, to make me so stupid these days. Like, jumping into conclusions and accusing people- especially myself, for letting things happen the way they did. But, it kind of is my fault in the end. I just go with the flow. It's not my first intention to push things into what I want them to be. I want things to end up how they should, how fate was supposed to bring them together in the first place. I guess I talk too much. I'm smarter than I think I am, and stronger than I imagine. Times were, are, and will be rough, but there's simply another tomorrow.