There is a guy. He is nice. He is sweet. But he knows me
but also doesn't.He used to love me but I turned away
and now again he wants to meet up and we have talked for hours on
the phone or skype. He does not know how I feel. He doesn't
know about the times when i wake up in the night. He doesn't
know about the scars. He is always very happy just like I pretend
to be. I'm afraid to love him because I don't want to
burden him with me and my problems because after all he
doesn't really know me.