.consider the possibility to give yourself permission to feel capable...entertain the fact that you have a level of certainty...and you own your own seniority, and have an aspect of graciousness and presence you hold....This is who I am, there is no apolo
My eyebrows knit together in confusion and i catch her wrist as she turns to run away. Tears line her eyes, threatening to stream down her face. "What's wrong?" I ask. "I didn't say anything" "Exactly, Noah" She weeps. "Silence is an answer too"
Im starting to feel this way about this, I just really wanted you so bad and I dreamt you up for so long and now after a night and a stupid misundertanding the mystery is gone and more importantly, Im scared to try again with someone else