i don't know
there is happiness
when u try to cheer me up, or give me suggestions when i feel lost
there is companionship
but there is this constant fear
in confiding in u more den i should
this is this frustration
that u don't understand me n what i need, but it's more of me understanding what u need.
is it just me? is it because of the aftermath of wad happened so many years ago.
it was supposed to be abt forgiving on my part.
is it right of me to expect anything out of this friendship?
because somewhere inside. it tells me
that i can nvr depend on u when i fall...
why do u make it sound so simple?