Lines.
Lines of gray.
Be brave.
Cross it.
Sometimes i think its better than staring at the damn thing.
Wondering.
i hate what ifs.
But i don't think i am ready.
I'm perhaps not prepared for the consequences.
i should learn to take things easy.
i let my heart get in the way too often.
It ruins everything for me.

Internal debate.
They say actions speak louder than words.
And sometimes I feel like maybe you really care.
That, you know, maybe there could be something?
But than I remember that perhaps you are lonely.
That you are away. And I was there.
And this "feelings" are out of our circumstances.

And you being so far away,
It doesn't help.
It creates more confusion for me.
Cause I can't seem to put things into logical perspective.
I miss you, and it clouds my judgement.
I keep second guessing.
I keep wondering, worst I keep hoping.
Why can't I just let things go and come as they are.
Just stop thinking so much, and have time go by faster.
Won't you just bloody come back already.
I want to see you so bad.

Hey loser,

You are dangerous you are.


Fuck it,