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If I were to even begin telling you exactly how I feel
You would first have to know exactly where I’m coming from
All my little tragedies
My heartbreaks
My insecurities
All my great successes
My adventures
My passions
You would have to understand that I never feel only one way
Too often there are two warring sides
I’m happy, yet I’m petrified
I’ll let you in, but I’ll keep you out
I want support, but I’ll do it on my own,
thank you very much
I’ll tell you everything, yet not have said enough
My heart will swell with the knowledge that you love me,
Yet be breaking with the possibility that you could leave
I’ll force myself to trust you when that’s the hardest thing to do
I’ll give you all of me, then hide myself away
You need to know that I have depths to how I feel
And how I think
I’ll love you as a friend, as a lover, as a partner
How I feel about you cannot be contained in three words
What I want with you cannot be easily communicated
My reservations hold me back while my spirit drives me forward
You first need to understand me
Before you will understand this in its entirety