I choke when I try to tell him something. The something I NEED to say to him. The something he needs to say to me. The one something that's holding us back from moving forward. I say to myself that, "I'm going to tell him. I need to tell him. He may think I'm thinking differently." Every time I talk to him I try telling him the same words he said on New Year's. The same words that made my heart stop, but I can never get the words out. I picture a conversation in my head, where everything goes well. Perfect to be exact. But that never happens. I hate how my throat closes up around him when I try telling him. But yet I can talk to him about anything and everything. I hate how I feel so comfortable around him but yet feel so nervous at the same time. ---------------------------





Midterms/Finals. End of the world.