I read it all.

I read it all. I understand. I know you, i am you. I know how afraid you are most of yourself, not to fuck everything up again, as you used to.Stiu ca ti-e dor si stiu ca nimeni nu vrea sa-ti fie greu sau sa suferi si din cauza asta nu te implici, fiind sigura ca asta ti se va intampla in cele din urma. Stiu cat de bine te-ai simtit in bratele lui, ca poate ti-e dor pana si de faptul ca desi era foarte cald, tot imbratisati dormeati. Si poate ti-e frica ca el oricum va pleca dar tocmai cand ai decis ca il vei face sa nu plece, sa lipsesti sticky notes peste tot, sa ii pregatesti micul dejun si sa il invelesti noaptea cand ii e frig, el se incalta. This shit is tearing you apart and all of your fears, and all of your biggest nightmares are coming back , they are so alive in you but he knows dear, he knows, he just don't want to accept it. si i-ai fi putut spune si canta : you make me feel so alive.
But you are so afraid of becoming numb, that you would pick any guy just so you can be hurt again, just so you can feel something, anything. But no matter what, you can't. Something there is blocking you. And now you're listening to the same song, the same song of Lenny Kravitz, and you're trying to think of someone, anyone... But you enjoy it, every single note, every single word, you're drinking the song, and you're not even drunk... Some vodka would help...