Hey, present-Fang. Get over her.
You're just bargaining with yourself, on chips that you don't have, for a bet off the odds. Ditch the illusion you've conjured, and move on. What you're coyly doing is just a ruse, a stop-gap solution.
You know why you can't get out of the act? Because you want some justification that you had your reasons, to let your feelings be heard... eventually, maybe.
But you don't warrant that. Not when she's concerned. Because at the end of the day, you two are too different and speaking your mind won't change a thing.
You'll get by. Even though it means your silence over your pride. At the end of the day, this space will still inhabit your thoughts and feelings, regardless of their direction or magnitude.
You're just bargaining with yourself, on chips that you don't have, for a bet off the odds. Ditch the illusion you've conjured, and move on. What you're coyly doing is just a ruse, a stop-gap solution.
You know why you can't get out of the act? Because you want some justification that you had your reasons, to let your feelings be heard... eventually, maybe.
But you don't warrant that. Not when she's concerned. Because at the end of the day, you two are too different and speaking your mind won't change a thing.
You'll get by. Even though it means your silence over your pride. At the end of the day, this space will still inhabit your thoughts and feelings, regardless of their direction or magnitude.
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