I don't want to push you away, my baby. Every day I get that bit better but it will be a tough journey until my broken soul is fixed. I only hope that you can stick by me through this last hurdle so I can begin my life anew and I can heal.
And why is that. Not for my ex, but for everyone around me. Why do I feel so alone in a crowd. The one time I feel truly happy is when I'm around the one I'm beginning to love, or perhaps beginning to want to love is better. And why can't I tell her so, despite how I feel. It's just fear, fear of rejection. Because if she says no, I'll again be broken.