I poured my heart out to you, wore it on a sleeve. You looked me in the eye and told me you were not sure. I couldn't tell if you were into me or not.
I walked away not knowing the answers, slightly hurt but glad i put myself out there regardless of the outcome. I don't feel anxious these days. Just a tad of sadness but also happiness for allowing myself to be me.
We have not been in touch all week. You send me a message and then you disapear. A little bit of hope and then nothing. I had buried you away but you stir things up. But then disapear.
Whats the point? Really?
I walked away not knowing the answers, slightly hurt but glad i put myself out there regardless of the outcome. I don't feel anxious these days. Just a tad of sadness but also happiness for allowing myself to be me.
We have not been in touch all week. You send me a message and then you disapear. A little bit of hope and then nothing. I had buried you away but you stir things up. But then disapear.
Whats the point? Really?
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