I feel trapped right now. So I wonder if getting rid of this will liberate me.
I fear that I’m too moody for any stability; too cynical to see.
It is not like I don’t want to keep you, no. I’m just not sure if I should — simply because… I don’t know if it is the right thing to do; if this is for the long haul?
I won’t lie. I’m scared. I’m scared of having the liberty to decide for
someone else you.
If I ask you, ‘Am I the one?’ what will you say? Yes, right away? I wonder why I cannot do the same. Because I’m afraid. Of myself. Of the future?
I wonder if it will be better if this doesn’t happen. Sometimes I feel it is too soon, like we are not thinking. I fear we will regret this… us. And I don’t want to regret.
Am I making sense to you?
…How can I let you go? You’re amazing! But is keeping you fair when I can’t give you my all?
Is this just confusion that shall pass? Or a signal not worth ignoring?
I do love you but… is love really enough?
[Continued in Distant.]