It's the nothing conversations with you, that mount up to mean the most to me.
Just as the simplest things, are the greatest gifts.

Its hurts to see your face, after so long.
Hide it!
So I stop hurting

I'm so afraid I may never stop falling.

They say be open with your feelings.
Minute you do, notice how everyone runs, because its too much FOR THEM to handle?

I've become numb to your actions, actions i would have stumbled across in the past.

I wish it was possible to fall soundly asleep with my music blaring in my ears, to not have a thousand thoughts torture me as I lay in the night.

You kiss me and that cheeky smile appears, what is it? you wont say. .

We have fun, but no commitment, i don't want to ask what you want from me, because i don't even know the answer to that question.

How do you know if you are really depressed, self-absorbed or just plain lonely?

I'm afraid to ask you of your feelings, in case they don't match with mine.