introverted perfectionist
I think about how to address you. I think about what sentence I start. Which should be my first words. I think about the best possibility. I think about how to dress me. Just to impress you the most. I think about for hours. I think about some days. I think of it for months. I think about several years. We'll see each other again. We're getting older. My chances are dwindling. It passes by. Life goes by. That was my love. Unlived. ~ by joerdis rosenpfeffer, 11/22/17 ~














