Thursday, January 12, 2017

"I love you too."

Lately I've been having this thought: I wish I don't question so much. I wish I don't think too much. I wish I can just be honest and tell you. 

But complication, and strong feelings, they make me nervous. Most of the times too much. They make me stop walking, talking, breathing. 

They make me stop writing. 

But I do.

(Love you too)