I feel exposed and vulnerable,
I am bare, a blank page that was turned in instead of an essay
I am that messed up date, or worse the date where they never came
I have taken off my mask and all you do is stare
I sit in the unlit corner in the café waiting for a friend to talk to
But I am confused.
I am happy with my life.
It’s changing, yes, but in a good, new direction
I am learning and wanting to be with him
It is passion I have never known
Sometimes I feel like I am puzzle piece that doesn’t quite fit
But we both want to be together
It feels so amazing, so lovely, so surreal.
One day I will wake up and he will vanish.
All that was, actually wasn’t. And all there is left is foggy memories
I fear that perhaps.
Losing my new friend, whom I care so much for
He makes me laugh and feel like I am worth something
I want him to see that he is wonderful as he is
That he inspires me and is kind beyond belief
I don’t want to lose him
But then again I am falling against myself and am stuck spinning in my thoughts
They are unpleasant and unforgiving
Kindness has no place there
Quiet is when they’re loudest

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