If I told you
Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?
If I told you what is really on my mind
Right now,
How would you feel?
And how would you react...or respond?
Would you give yourself time first to process the information?
If not, that could maybe be worse.
If you responded, would it be with patience, saying
"I understand but I don't feel that way about you,"
Would you call me a bad person?
Would you be "flattered" (oh please don't say that)?
Or maybe you know already?
Anyhow, I know I'm not supposed to feel that way
For "REASONS"
but you told me that feelings are valid
Even if acting on them is not
but what can I do with these feelings besides act on them?
Telling you may be the wrong thing, or the right thing
I don't know I can't tell I don't dare I'm on the verge of telling you RIGHT NOW
Maybe you should stop me
Maybe I should go away
Because I can't do anything with this romantic love and these hormones
And you don't deserve what my telling you might cause
And I'm not worth loving anyway
So anyway
Bye for now.
My friend/darling
Darling
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