Feelings
Feelings are confusing to me. Like, if every feeling is different to people, than how do we know the feeling we're feeling? Like, love. Let's take love as an example. Love is the most confusing feeling to me. I've had people tell me it feels like butterflies in your stomach, and other people say that it's you heart jumping into your throat and pounding like the drums in the Master's head.
But, love, to me, doesn't feel like that, I think. I'm pretty sure it's love that I feel, anyway. Love, I think, feels like my throat tightening, which causes me to barely be able to speak. The tightening is caused by all the words I really, really, really want to say, but I can't. I can't say it, because I'm afraid to. Or I'm just narcissistic, again, I can't tell.
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