untitled.

I am totally trapped in the middle.

And I am the one who has to step back, make them feel comfortable?

It is illogical.

This is a challenge for me isn't it.

Or it is a trap that I am destined to fall in.

Gross.

They say "why don't you talk to me if you are unhappy?"

I am happy. I am too happy to see what is ahead of me.

I have way too many doubts, what were then being said to be "emo."

I am disgusted.

To not being able to talk like I want to.

Act like I should.

Scream like I desire.

I love them. and that's why it hurts.

I wish there is a formula.

So no body would make mistake loving, or being loved. again.