I wish I knew how to ask you for what I need
But I can't.
Just can't.
I want you to show what you feel more often, and if necessary, use words.
I want to feel wanted, to feel like I'm just as huge a part of you as you are of me.
I don't think you'll ever comprehend what I feel about you.
Lightning.
One day perhaps you'll finally understand. But will I be too drenched in waiting to be able to accept your giving me what I've been waiting for for weeks?
I just want paragraphs. Words.
I want you to tell me what you feel, how you feel, why you feel.
I want to know you inside and out, the way I hope I am letting you know me.
But then there are words.
And we are at an impasse.