Each little moment where I don’t feel reciprocated, I hurt. It would make me even cut myself. I feel my attitude shifting drastically from all of it. There is something good I’d like to confess. I think that I’m really starting to change. You know how people say love without expecting love back? I feel like I offer myself so much and expect an equal amount back. But I realized that maybe she can’t share the same amount Or maybe that I can’t understand all that she give me yet Or that she can’t bring herself to, because she's are still scared And that’s okay. I won’t lie, I still do feel like I’m choking from my anxiety. Or my chest gets so tight I seriously can’t take it. But I’m going to continue giving her my love And I ain’t gonna expect a thing back, even if she can’t give me all of hers. Because I guess that’s what a guy would do if he cared. I’m sorry for coming at such an inconvenient time in her life.