I do not know myself yet, I'll tell you when I'm older, I'll tell you when I'm ready, It's not like it's a secret
I do not understand you I thought I knew how I was I thought I knew my limits What's happening is brand-new.
You do not know yourself yet, Don't see how kind you act Don't see how wise you are I don't know how to process
I think that I might love you? Which I thought was impossible Which I hoped was a mistake. So what am I gonna do?
getting feels and boy howdy it's a ride. Don't be grey aromantic kids. Pick one or the other, because this kind of *****. in actuality, I'm quoiromantic, which means I don't really know if what I'm feeling is romantic or not. Confused? so am I.