*everything* and Us

Don't want to see me cry, nor do I want to see you do the same. it's hard to understand why responsibilities and realities always seem to get in the way. why is it so hard for me to express those bad emotions wanting to stay bottled up inside? others seem to do it just fine, but I'm an exception, or am I? maybe there are more people out there like me... cheery, innocent, and happy mostly. when does the madness erupt, and when it does how will I know what to do with it? I try my best, just don't know if this can last any longer. "I'm sorry", I say in my head, as I hold back the tears, somewhere down inside I know I have to do it; it only makes sense. what else is there to say? that feeling of words jumbled up inside, is a slightly different one this time. my very first, yes I know that well... oh so sweet, with oubre cool adventures! lust I've learned a lot about, learned from such distractions(the word will never be the same),from our experiences shared together. many added years to our lives, that's always a great thing! I wish I could see you now. who's to know for sure, it's a choice, and maybe only for now... one may never know, my Everything.