and i'm wondering who can hear me.
individualism. is that just what i portray?
sometimes i just wonder if this face of mine is a blessing or a curse. i know i look awfully fierce and stuck up. but i mean, i trust those who know me well enough to know that i am not? or am i. and when i take things seriously, people ask me "what's your problem?" or i guess, i just lack tact. you know the friendship is strained, i wouldn't deny that i was at fault too. but how do u expect me to react after that? walk straight up to you and pretend nothing happened? awkwardness was inevitable and i just couldn't bring myself to talk to you, because i knew i was wrong in the way i confronted you, and because i knew my concern turned out to appear as some horrendous monster. i didn't mean it. but it has already happened and i can't turn back the clock. i just know, you're not the only one hurting. while you aren't seeking for a "patch up", i'm desperately hoping for one.if i were to say "iloveyou", i'd mean it with all my heart too. but..