Ask me about love. Ask me about my beliefs. Ask me about my friends, or my family. Ask me about my favorite things. Ask to be my friend. Ask to be more. Ask me about my past.
I will always answer. It won't always be what you want to hear. But I'd rather you ask than go on not knowing. I know the feeling of never having asked. Never knowing. Always guessing what could have happened. What might have happened.
I may make your day. I might break your heart. I may even make you want to hit me. I'll admit there are times when I don't tell the truth, but it doesn't happen very often.
I want you to know the truth. I want you to be happy, even if it means hurting you now rather than later on when it would have been more painful. My answer may not always make sense, and may sometimes be a question of my own. But I will always answer.
So please, don't hesitate. Just ask.
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The Mind
Mainly a record of my more interesting dreams that I was able to remember after waking up. (Apparently my uncontrollable confessions, as well. In the form of poetry. All to the same man.)
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