I may miss you.
I maybe burning from within, to just talk.
I may be imagining a whole paragraph and jott down all the emotions while you're offline, and then, after I'm satisfied.. I'll just press the backspace key, real hard and long!!!
I may even not reply to your stories, just because i may feel stupid later...
I may experience Anxiety attacks, stressout and suffocate..
BUT THAT DOESN'T JUST MEAN
I DON'T CARE.
I'M AFRAID OF TAKING ANY UNCERTAIN STEPS..
AND PLEASE, FOR ONCE..
I REALLY, WANT YOU TO BE A PART OF THE EPILOGUE IN THE BOOK OF MY LIFE..
ALL I REALLY DO IS WAIT AND HOPE.
23rd of September, 2020