I can’t even say the things I think because they’re not appropriate for the general public. It’s for your eyes only, except there’s no you right now- not yet anyway. I’m going to warm you up, I’m going to bring all I can to the table. Start slow for a minute but then ring in hard with all the things I’d know please. I just can’t stop this thinking, the wants I have are urging. I wanna pursue this; you. I’m just not sure if you’d welcome me. Sometimes I know I’m too much- but I can’t bare to lose something because I wasn’t enough.
But like, c’mon, you’re a part of me and I’m a part of you. And I don’t want to be left out of your heart.