There are so many things I want to say. To share. To voice out.
But it's all stuck at my throat.
There are so many things I see, I experience.
I'd leap to my feet, grabbed my phone but as I type,
I stopped.
I'm not sure how you would react.
How I should react after.
So many possibilities, so many outcome.
But the worst case stuck with us
and I pressed delete.
I say I trust you but why can't I press send?
You are whom I trust most
but you are also the person that cares about me most.
The possibility of losing a place where where I could run to,
terrifies me.
But then why am I the one running away?
Layer by layer,
I wrap myself with bubble wrap
to protect me yet at the same time,
I'm suffocating myself
I was walking one day
and when I finally stopped and look around,
and would I ask myself,
Where am I? How did I get here?
but the only answer I heard
was just the echoes in my head.
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