I know, you are a busy man.
I know, you know I know all about busy-ness.
I also got the realisation today, that people in your line put in many hours.
I put in many hours myself, but magically, I always find extra time lying around here and there. It's my own miracle that I have no idea how it comes about.
There are days when I wonder if you think you rest easier because you have secured me. Sometimes I kinda feel a tad neglected. Or maybe not yet. Or maybe I can foresee stuff like that happening.
It goes like this. If I say something, it might weigh on your mind, and it's going to affect everything.
I don't know. Why did I fall for a man who has to be the busiest one I've ever known
I know you make loads of time for me. Long stretches of hours. I know you are used to me going all quiet and without a trace when I am busy. And therefore you think it's all okay like that.
There are the days when there are some things I'm scared to say. Because I'm afraid how it might all be hanging by a fraying thread. With all sorts of unknown situational variables.
This is the scariest and biggest thing in my life so far.
I am unused to all these feelings. I am even a little afraid of how secure I feel.
If all else fails, I still have the rest of my life. This is what I tell myself. Oh well, however things flow.
I wonder why I told you there were times I wish I never knew you. Maybe it puts you off a little, or makes you think your worth has been brought down; but it really is difficult.
How many more hoops to jump through; there are days I ask just why did I fall for you.
I wish I could pinpoint with absolute clarity.
But I can't. Maybe I just miss you a bit too much. And maybe I'm not used to having all these feelings. Oh who knows.
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