There is so much I want to say.
So much I want to tell you and explain to you.
I wonder if you'll understand.
I wonder so many things. . . .yet why can't I ask the questions. . .?
I feel so many things. . . .
Good... Bad. . .neutral. . . .
For now. . .
until. . .
I see you. . . .
I guess they'll remain only thoughts. . .