There is this one person that I care way too much for....
Instinctively over-protective...
Battling fights for them that never really needed to be fought...
They are so adorable and they bring life to my normally dimly lit day to day struggle...
I look at them and see nothing but purity and perfection despite their constant need to disagree with my inner thoughts...
Inner... I would never say stuff like this to their face...
I'm not good with my voice...
I become mute when around them... incapable of finding the right words to comfort them in their times of need...
All I feel is distant when I want to be closer... Climbing a mountain with no top...
I instinctively back away from their advancements... As if my pride would be tarnished...
What the fuck is wrong with me...
I care too much but not enough to say anything...
To talk...
To bring up my concerns because my mind holds me in a glass cage... allowing me to see them... but not interact in the ways I would please...
The fear of rejection is the cage that I pound my fists against at every waking moment but alas... it won't let me pass so easily....
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Why do I become so poetic when I'm like this haha
Soz... Forgive me...
That's my brain for you I guess :P
~BashThePoet
