"Everyone doubts who they really love."
I keep wondering if this is right. Not because I wonder if he isn't right for me, but because I wonder if he will ever be able to love me again. I am starting to feel sad again. I am starting to worry again. I make up scenarios in my head wondering if this happened or maybe that.
I love you. Don't doubt that.
But I am sure you do. I kind of hope you do.
But because of you I can't write poetry anymore. I'm confused about whether I am happy or sad. You confuse me, and I'm starting to confuse myself.
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