I don't know what this is. We're not friends but we are. I'm comfortable around you but I'm not. I can tell you anything but not everything. I don't know what this is, I don't know when to draw the line or cross it. Stuck between this uneasiness and restraint. I don't know how to describe it. It's like we're close, both looking in. A glass wall separates us, you wish I would break it. The wall only allows me to look in and see you. But it becomes opaque when you try to glance over at me. I never liked us like this. We need more distractions.
Dudu*
*Freedom*
tornedsoul*