It's The Way You Say Thank You

I Want You To Be Honest With Me. Even If It Hurts. Although I Would Prefer For It Not To Hurt.

Being With Someone For Over A Year Can Mean That You Love Them … But It Can Also Mean You’re Trapped.

This Is What My Voice Sounds Like I Don't Need To Be Talking To Someone Else To Hear It

So What Do You Have To Confess Now?" I Don't Know Why I'm Saying Any Of This, Except That Is The Truth. "i'm Confessing That I Don't Know If I'm Ready For This." "what Is 'this'?" "being Open. Being Hurt. Liking. Not Being Liked. Seeing The Flicker On. Seeing The Flicker Off. Leaping. Falling. Crashing.

It's As If When You Love Someone, They Become Your Reason. And Maybe I've Gotten It Backward, Maybe It's Just Because I Need A Reason That I Find Myself Falling In Love With Her. But I Don't Think That's It. I Think I Would Have Continued Along, Oblivious, If I Hadn't Happened To Meet Her.