I don't like you knowing how I feel.
I feel exposed.
I feel... vulnerable.
You're so invincible compared to me.
I can't hurt you.
I can't expect your feelings to be effected by me.
That's why I smile.
That's why you didn't see me in the car, trying to hold back tears.
Holding back my fears.
My anger.
My vulnerability.
Making her worry she's pushing me away.
I don't think it's her. I think I'm just scared.
Scared of another you.
That's why her and I aren't dating.
Because I told her I wanted to wait 6 months.
To make sure it's not the "feeling" she loves.
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