There are so many right times, with the right words, but no one is a mind reader.
My biggest problem in life: I can't communicate. Sure, I have my moments when I wear my heart on my sleeve and my thoughts are loud and clear, but for the most part I'm unsure. I'm too unsure to let someone see me, hear me, feel me. And I don't mean my body; my heart is much harder to get into.
I see you though, Chris, and I hear you and feel you. All it does is make me fall for you more and more and shows me we could be perfect together if I'd just let you in. It's not that I don't want you. I would give anything to share with you. My heart aches and seeks for you, but it is also gripping on tight with uncertainty. Laying there beside you, with all the words in my head to say, but with a mute mouth that led to watery eyes. The T.V. said "I'm sorry" for me.
I'm not that great at showing affection, but I sure know how to express it. Give me a pen and paper and I'll show you my love. Though actions speak louder than words and I need to be more louder.
So, I'm sorry I'm a coward. I'm sorry I hold back. But then as we said good night I heard the right words in my head. And I hope you heard them too.
"So come over, just be patient, and don't worry."
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