congree

Loss. Words, Love, Life. Learned. Confidence, Disguise, Deceit. Mind. Overtrust, Sadness, Death. I sit here an worry tonight about half a million different thing like always. Trying to think of solutions but never getting far. Many nights end with a tear, as shall this one. I care about many and wish that some would care for me as well. Trying to have someone show me what I have been showing so well. Many nights end with a kiss, as shall this one. I have brought a young one into this world. Trying to show him the truth in every aspect, never wanting to lie to him. Many nights end with a memory, as shall this one. I want to be the on

As I lie here this night I wane my thoughts to memories of you. I cannot help but think of how much I care for you. Trying to put it all into words is something I can not do. I know I more than just like you, I knew that I liked you the first day I talked to you. I know I care for you more than just a friend but I don't want to say I Love you, yet. love is used so freely that it has lost its meaning. It is said that we may Love some object, yet an object is not worthy of such feeling. Love from my lips will be Agape, a true and ever lasting Love. I want to say I Love you but I have yet to know if I feel that way… Still caring for you, St