If she could possibly know what I can be aware of, what might she does? That's a deep deep question for me :)
And if she knew everything, what would happened?
Do I keep asking myself?
No
Of course not :)
But sometimes, I do ask it. But I can't look for the answer. Because I don't know!
So now let's talk about him :) shall I say this? I don't feel safe. The way your face is don't let me feel safe :) so. what do I gatta say but the acuall happenings to express my feelings? Do I bother not being able to express me? No. Surely not. I figured this out. But truely, deep, down, I was scared. Scared of the time when I got up. and my face would've been bloody. and you. oh I don't wanna say this! Are you here? Who knows? How could I know.? I don't have your IP address love. you're not her. so, how could I know?
:)
At the end, shall I simply tnx the person who've been there to laugh with me every night and help me pass through, as it seems I took his time while I shouldn't.
That's it all. The ambigiuty :).
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