I really wish this wasn’t so hard. That I could talk to you without analyzing every word you and I say, and ask you things that have been on my mind for weeks.
But I can’t for fear you’d distance yourself from me or think of me in a bad way.
And that would hurt more than anything.
So I’ll just stay here, wallowing in my self-pity, whining about how I need to ask you things and get my answers.
But never doing anything about it.
Maybe one day I’ll get the guts to say “screw it” and actually ask you those burning questions, and I know I need to do it soon, but I just can’t.
I’m too scared.
I really wish this wasn’t so hard.

(Source: believe-and-aspire-to-inspire)

(Source: iamjohnn)

(Source: gifnation.net)

______ (by -silh0uettes)