• You turn from me, run away, and I can see the tears in your eyes. I know you are angry, sad, uncertain of me. I am sorry that I cannot show you how I feel, to assure you that I love you, now and always. I wish I could tell you how much you mean to me, that I don't want you to leave me, that sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, scared that you are gone, and not knowing what to do if you were. Of how I wouldn't be able to go on without you. The words, the actions used to come so easily. But I can't. I am stuck in a moment, where showing that I cared was a weakness that I could not afford. I am stuck there and cannot move on. All I do now is hurt you, I can see it every time I shy away from you, but I cannot change. So here I am, writing words in a place where you are unlikely to read it, and even if you did, you would not know it was me. This is the only way I can show it, these hidden feelings. I am sorry that I cannot tell you face to face what is truly in my heart.

    I love you.