westwingwolf's den

Is this not what happened?

I don't care that we're different. You know? What I care about... is you. I care about you. Okay? And I didn't say it. I should've said it. But I didn't because... uh, well... 'cause I am an emotionally insecure source of your discomfort, who's not good at expressing his feelings. Probably because I've been on my own my whole life. It's not an excuse. It's just... It's why instead of telling you that you're the best thing that ever happened to me, I... I make jokes about your ears. And... and I tell you that you try too hard, when, you know, the truth is I just don't want you to get hurt. Because... because no one else in the world matters more to me than you do. I... I do try too hard because deep down I'm afraid that I am what everyone thinks I am. And I suppress my discomfort because I'm worried it makes me look weak, and I wanna be strong, and I think I'm failing all the time. And I only take what you say personally because you're the only one in my life who ever believed in me, even when I don't even believe in myself. And I should have told you that. No one else in the world matters to me more than you do either.

All right, back to it.