I am tender in my words. Carefully figuring out our likes and dislikes. Our differences and how you think. I guess that I want to understand you. Want to understand you more.
It’s like trying to sort out a web that is messed up… in a good way, or at least trying to understand that web.
It’s intriguing, but at the same time something that could grow into trouble and cut even deeper. And I like it that way.
If there only were more of you in my world. Then all would be so much more interesting…