honestly i am still insecure

but not to that greatest extent.
Whenever I hear that tone of voice, I get scared. I get scared that I did something wrong. But I shouldn't be worried, right? But I get scared. I guess that's from my previous experiences. But right now, if I were with you, I know what you would do.
I would turn away from you so you wouldn't have to see my eyes that are filled with worry, filled with tears.
You would tell me to look at you, straight in the eye.
You would caress my face, look into my eyes, and tell me things are fine.
Things are fine.
Everything is fine.

black hole of heart ache

i am stronger now.
i can climb out of the hole by myself.

i it honestly necessary

to keep secrets from me just because you're worried about what i might think?
it isn't necessary and you shouldn't worry about that at all.
i just don't like it when secrets are kept, i guess.
i mean even if it isn't a big thing. they shouldn't be kept anyway, right?
but then again, it's not like i can control you or anything.
do whatever you want.
it just worried me.

And so ends

the bitter-filled posts about you.
The memory of us is nothing but a dove soaring free in the cloudless sea above our heads.

Why

do I keep dreaming about you although you dissapeared from me, and we haven't spoken in months? Its the same concept everytime. You start talking to me again. We eventually meet. I don't get it. I doo miss you though. Oh well.