錯誤。

I often wonder if it a mistake. 


For you to become attracted to me.
For choosing you.
For letting my guard down.

通信。

It's perplexing how we are towards each other.
I would rather cry my heart out in someone else's arms than turn to you for closure while you would rather vent to someone else than trouble me. 
It's quite funny. We fear misunderstanding others yet it in the end it's us who misunderstood. 
No one wants to appear as if they care more than the other person and so bad feelings are suppressed and smiles are plastered upon our faces. 
The tension heightens and suspicion flares like wild fire. To confront now would be toxic yet to suppress it any longer would result in an explosion. 
We fear each other's judgement.