I may act like I don’t care or seem emotionless at times but that is only because I do care and love hard.
How I feel hurts when I love.
It’s hard to explain therefore symbols entrain.
Love is not perfect but love is also assuring.
Acts of love hold larger ground than words will ever allow.
So how does someone who is shy and has been hurt act out loud?
I’m not the type to fill a void when it’s expected.
Many make the mistake and acquire consequences when neglected.
To be alone is to heal.
Healing properly is important; Otherwise, misery is injunction.
Time spent and time wasted are two different options.
When I love, you’d feel it. Not hear it.