I am slowly waking up to the harsh reality that nothing can come between us. Why is it I am more inquisitive – asking anything and everything just to hold on to you? Why is it I am more invested?
But then you… You never asked anything about me. Even if I try to open up you pull away. This hurts.
I am ready to face this. I am ready to stop the fantasies. I don’t want to be a fool.