Why is it that I wait for him to call, but never get the courage to call him?
Maybe his strategy is the same as mine.
I'm afraid he wont want to speak to me. Perhaps his fears are identical.
I can't help but wonder what he thinks.
His mind is like a puzzle, I'm beggining to think it will take a lifetime to solve.
I am so open to him. It was almost like we could talk about whatever came to mind.
Hours of thoughts would be spoken.
As free as I was around him I felt myself occasionally holding back. I always did limit myself with people.
Maybe the person I'm really trying to figure out is me.
