confession: i am here at lex's house. we are in an argument.



i'm trying to learn how to communicate my feelings to others. i need to say what's on my mind, something i'm not used to doing. in reality, who's stopping me from doing so, myself. it's as simple as that. i know what i'm feeling, i know what i want to say, but i don't want him to know. i want it to be something natural. i don't want to tell him what bugs me because that means he might change because i told him what bothers me. his personality should be natural. as time goes on, i notice things that i miss out on. i wonder if i will ever find it or experience it again. i don't know. i can only wait and see, patience.