Oh sh.t....
I just sent a really heartfelt, spontaneous poem to a guy that thinks I'm insane but I'm actually in love with him.
I think I told him I was depressed and that I liked him.
I let him in to see the darkest depths of my being and I'm so scared of how he'll react.
It's two in the morning and I am sad and I just sent it to him so he won't read it for a while, but I just wanted someone to understand me, and to know me.
I'm
kinda nervous right now, meh