I wish I could tell you everything about how much I love you. Now when I finally have the courage to go out and defined my scared self, there you are turning me down. What would I do to me if I lost you? I know that for sure I would die trying not to re-rise into this cruel world of loneliness that you pushed me into. Sometimes I’m unfair and I know it, but you’re the only one that knows me: who I am, what I’ve been through over these past years, and the only one who understands. So if I seem that I don’t love you, I do. And if you turn me away, I don’t know if I’ll ever love again.