The truth is scary, but knowing nothing is crippling.
I saw you, and I wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of you.
Anyone ever tell you you're an incredible kisser?
It was bad enough when I thought your ghost was haunting me; I don't think I could handle the real thing.
What I really wanted was the impossible.
Thinking. A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision.