I'm not that good at communicating. God I hate that word. icommunicate/i like I'm in space or something and I'm trying to contact earth or some other stupid annoyingly obvious metaphor. With writing though its really easy cause you don't have to deal with people. I hate lots of people for loads of reasons but mostly because they so damn fake. Half the world are fakes just pretending give a fuck. Or worse they pity me which I can't stand.
But then….
Damn it but then you find that those people who just actually give a damn. I mean really honest-to-god care. There're usually only a few people if you're like me but damn it sometimes there're the only thing that gets you through the day. If your really lucky like me you get to have a one person that really whole heartedly gives a shit. The only thing that matters is that person sometimes, that sole person that makes life worthwhile. That person that makes life livable. That person that makes you act odd and see things in a different light
That person that makes you feel.
That person that makes you want to feel.
You can't let that go. You can't let that person that can do more for you than you can for yourself. I guess some people scared, shit I am all the time. After awhile though you can't help being safe. Like something tells you your not gonna be screwed.
Maybe this is what I've been missing all my life.
I think it might be-
Maybe its-
Damn it! Why the hell is this so friggin hard to say?
I think I love her
A/N: See I told you it was short….I think that maybe I'm gonna leave it like this but I'm still thinking…anyway please tell me what you think! (in other words review)
