Things have been...different.
It feels like I'm daydreaming more often than I'm really living.
Sometimes the way I feel I'm sharing myself isn't enough. I think I can do better. I know I can.
But a big part of me just doesn't want to, because I'm afraid to get hurt.
I know there's nothing wrong with fearing hurt, but I know that I shouldn't. I know that in the end, there really isn't anything to be afraid of.
Logic is what keeps me from sharing the little things. I just don't want to push too far.
But shouldn't I be able to? I know I can, but what is it I'm afraid of?
I don't even know how to answer the questions I'm asking myself.