Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Scared

I'm scared.
Someone answers my texts. Tells me good morning, like it matters. Not in 6 hours, not never.
Someone compliments my eyes. And it's not back handed or forced. It's just a genuine observation.
Someone makes a plan, while we're sitting there, meeting. And it doesn't feel like just words.
Someone buys me dinner. And it's not a show or a game or a display. It's just a dinner.
Why does a voice inside tell me to watch it?
Why does the lack of complexity and drama make me feel like something isn't right?
Why don't I feel like I deserve this?
I'm scared.

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