I miss you. I cannot begin to put into words what I experience to not be able to tell you. I fancy you for the jeopardy of using the L word and I cannot even imagine how to explain how it feels to know that I will never tell you.
I am too trying hard to be tough and pretend I feel nothing. I could care less. I am too much of all of these whatever to ever be exposed. So here I am frightened to remove my mask. Much that I have and will always let you do as you please, with a brave face.
All I can do is hope...
Though my cartoon-like exterior, my serious side will reveal when necessary, though my eyes are eternally Garfield-like I will never let you out of my sight.
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