Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

I say I love you. You say it back. Do you mean that? or is it another pretty lie I'm being told. Do I mean it? I don't know what love is, I'm inexperienced. Maybe I just want to be loved and trick myself into thinking that's what this is. I thought I loved someone else, maybe I still do, maybe I never did.
 I've been warned about you. Should I take it seriously?
 I love the way you touch me. Is that why I stay? 
When we're together you talk to me and make me feel special. Give it a couple days and you're back to one word answers, busy playing video games, or something else.  "I don't know what to say", "I'm shy and introverted". That's what you tell me when I ask you why don't you talk much to me. They're excuses that I know are fake. Just say anything, something, like you would with anybody else. So why do I stay? Why do I love you?