...and I won't let you know.
I'm trying so hard to be STRONG but my mind is so weak, and at the end of the day the only thing I can do is
collapse.
He'll never know.
Yet all the while this feeling overtakes me and pollutes my mind with hopeful thoughts of a collision or even a
faint embrace.
And it kills, but it just seems so right.
It's simple, I promise.