Nothing.
Silence.
I want, and need, assurance that I am valuable. That my words and feelings can touch those deep parts of other people too.
No response.
Fidgety fingers, bouncing knee.
These feelings exist inside of me, wanting affirmation, wanting someone to read the words I refuse to say.
But there is silence. Nothing.
Good write!
Good write!
haha thanks
haha thanks, it is of course about the agony waiting to see if the person will take any interest in the feelings you can only put down on paper.