i feel as if i am bursting and need to write everything down that's threating to overwhelm my heart. i've come to the realization that i've always been different, and i don't think people know how to handle my "different" nature either. it's so frustrating sometimes. just once i want someone to understand and sincerely care, not a transitory affection, but a deep, soul-changing, and reciprocal admiration. the absence of this, after awhile, takes a toll on me. I'm tired of supposing and guessing, almosts, and if-only's. i'm tired of gravitating toward quotations like this:
"If we could just be immobile for some time and finally figure out the way we feel
About the missing puzzle pieces and cloudy question marks that still look a bit surreal."
"If we could sit together a moment and talk forever just to pass the time
I would smile as the shivers and chills run down my spine when your eyes
are locked on mine."
"If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone?
So tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love?
All the time, All the time..."i'm tired of never being enough.
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