maybe

just, maybe.

but for now there is no balance. i feel so sporadically distributed.

but soon enough you should be able to notice. i think you already have, anyways.

i've been writing what have been my most important feelings down lately, so if you want to read them, you're welcome to ask; but i'm not going to post them in public.

all in all, you need to know you didn't waste time waiting for me to come around; you don't have to wait out in the cold: summer was our best season, anyways; i don't have anymore secrets, but if i did, you'd be first to find out.

i haven't faded away.

i want your love, and this is me saying so.

i'll be waiting.