There's so much to tell you that it's overwhelming me. The voice nagging at the back of my head just got louder. Tell it to tone down. I don't want to hear it. I don't want to listen to its words, its constant reminders. Tell it to stop.
There's so much - so much going on that I can't articulate them. I fear I might stumble over my words and look stupid. That's the last thing I want to do. I want it to be right. I want to do it right. But do I even really want to do so?
There's so much all pent up - almost too much. I got part of it off my chest but the unsettling feeling is still there. Will this sort itself out? Do I have to use indifference again? It's harder this time - so much harder, just because.
The words, they won't come. They're just lingering out of reach, taunting me. Maybe it's been too long. Maybe it's just wrong. Maybe, maybe, maybe.
I wish I could speak to you.
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