Monday, September 17, 2012

Fear, like an ocean

I need to stop fucking tiptoeing around what I'm actually trying to do. I want to ask you out, but I feel like I just really confused you. I shouldn't beat around the bush.

gah

I just want to beat myself up for doing that. I'm sorry.

I'm honestly scared.

I keep telling myself the worst thing that can happen is you saying no, but I just cant really process that, I think. I want to show you what kind of a person I am. There's only so much a person can tell from texting. I really want this

I've fucking wanted this since 6th grade, when you were taller than me. Funny how things work out.

I'm scared of rejectment
I'm scared of not being a good boyfriend
I'm scared of being judged
I'm scared that you don't like me back
I'm scared of what I don't know



I'm just so fucking scared. But I want this to happen more than anything.



I need to pray.
-Caleb

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