I exasperated a thousand sighs that night. I laid awake, covered by my new quilt, trying to fight the cold from inside and out of my body. Still thinking about you. If I should still give you a chance, or just let it go.
Honestly, I'm frustrated. I really want to give you a chance to tell me everything. But I don't have the opportunity and the right reason to openly address the concern to you. Aside from the obvious fact that we live in different work schedules, it will simply be too awkward to ask something that personal to you. I don't even know where I stand with you. Am I a friend? A partner in crime? or just a Colleague?
In case you didn't know, News Flash: I am in love with you. That's the reason why it kills me that you lied to me. It pains me that you didn't trust me with this. I think I would be the best person to be told of such things and I would be able to understand it completely without prejudice. But then again, you're probably scared and confused or you haven't completely understood yourself.
I shifted my gaze towards my blank pink wall. Image of your angelic face projects; smiling at me.
A thousand and one sighs.
I understand why you need to be strong. I fully understand why. But if you ask me, I'll help you. Remember when I told you that we are in this together? I hope you haven't forgotten about that. If you tell me, I'll protect you. If you want me to, I'll hold you tight and make sure that no person will hurt you. I will be strong for you. I will be strong for the two of us.
You don't need to be constantly be strong. I will share the burden with you. You don't need to be alone. I can accompany you.
I love you... You are always on my mind. Part of the storm in my Brain. I love you.