Sometimes the words don't seem to fit.
Sometimes I find myself sitting here staring at the cursor, as if it will move on its own.
As if it will start spelling out the words of my heart without me.
Sometimes I am not sure as how to say things exactly.
Would you laugh if you knew what I was thinking?
Would it change things if you knew how I felt about everything?
Every single thing?
What if people truly knew every single thing about me?
Would that be fascinating to most,
Or would their interest be completely lost?
I wish I was that forward with most.
I wish I could just spill out my thoughts to you,
make them tumble out of my mind and land on the keys.
Typing each word I would to say.
Each word that describes how I feel about you,
How I feel about most.
Would my thoughts scare you away?
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