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Sat at Starbees for two hours not knowing what I wanted to do. I do question myself every now and then if I've completely lost myself. If I've lost myself to all earthly things and things that aren't exactly important in any way. My train of thoughts are, still, in a mess and I think it reflects on my actions, the way I speak and write. Choppy, choppy, choppy, chop. My brain hurts from all that thinking and my heart, is so weary. All I want is a day, when none of my insecurities act up, and when you return to that loving self you once were. You still are, I guess, in some ways, which I can't put into logic nor emotions. Or maybe I'm just too blinded to see and too numb to feel, just like you. It's just that I've been pushing my limits, you limits, and right now we're like, in a boat overturned and halfway sinking. One floaty and we're both trying to stay afloat. Sinking, and sinking. It's like I love you and I don't know what to feel.