"Love is not rude, is not selfish, and does not get upset with others." -1 Corinthians 13:5
So I've said I was confused before... until tonight I don't think I knew what confused meant. I'm feeling too many things and I can't decide which feelings are "right". I feel like a pathetic little girl, but maybe that's what I am. There are so many different scenerios I can think up that would work out, yet none of them ever do. I keep losing. I think too hard about everything and I overanalyze too much.
I wish that time would work on my side for once. I wish that whenever I talk to you about this stuff the words would come. I wish that the right thing would happen and I wouldn't keep getting let down. I wish you weren't so indecisive. I wish I wasn't so confused. I wish I didn't overanalyze everything. I wish you would explain to me how you feel. I wish I hadn't let this happen.
I wish that time would work on my side for once. I wish that whenever I talk to you about this stuff the words would come. I wish that the right thing would happen and I wouldn't keep getting let down. I wish you weren't so indecisive. I wish I wasn't so confused. I wish I didn't overanalyze everything. I wish you would explain to me how you feel. I wish I hadn't let this happen.