and sometimes i wonder why you chose her over me.
and how i told you,
that i loved you and when i told her why the first time.
because you are,
"funny, sweet, quiet, fun. and you're all i ever think about."
but then i had to tell her the real life.
how much my life sucks,
and she finially belived me.
and then i relized just then
how much better you make me feel
when i am just overflowing with sadness and fear.
so there you have it.
the real reason and you STILL don't know who i always write about, who you are,
cause i am so secretitive
but the real reason is.
i am just scared.