I wanted you to stay. But is that fair to ask? I didn't want to be alone, and I could feel you watching me, gaging me, wondering what you were supposed to say.
What a pair we are, one who cannot speak and one who cannot shut up.
You want something from me, but you don't know if you could handle it, I don't know either.
You are so many things, and I get all mixed up when I try and define what it is. I don't know myself, how can I know you, and how can I ask for something when I am not sure I can give it back?
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