Deep feelings are always the hardest to talk about. Words escape me. Like after a hard, burning bike ride and I can't talk due to breathing so hard, after putting in so much- it is like that.
It is not that I don't want to. It is not that. It is hard to remain a man and be all these things I want to be, and share in a meaningful way. Like a dyslexic trying to read, the words get all screwed up.
I will tell you there is love there. It is deep. And there is confusion. And there is dedication. Loyalty, responsibility. Personal demands. Relationship wants. Desires. Even still, lust. There is a simple mind getting many emotions screwed up.
For now, remember the love and the dog like loyalty. These are the things I want to get across. They will be there for all of time.
It is not that I don't want to. It is not that. It is hard to remain a man and be all these things I want to be, and share in a meaningful way. Like a dyslexic trying to read, the words get all screwed up.
I will tell you there is love there. It is deep. And there is confusion. And there is dedication. Loyalty, responsibility. Personal demands. Relationship wants. Desires. Even still, lust. There is a simple mind getting many emotions screwed up.
For now, remember the love and the dog like loyalty. These are the things I want to get across. They will be there for all of time.
