TBoneTony

I am in quicksand. When I come near to you I promise myself I will tell you; I love you. I struggle to get these words out and I get sucked deeper into the quicksand. I promise myself I will do something to show you my love. I try to reach out to you but I fail. I am sinking quicker and quicker. You are the only one that can free me from this quicksand. But you don't know I am stuck. I find it hard to communicate with you. I am shy around you. I fear that if I like you; you mightn't like me. You might laugh at me. Sometimes this fear is so large, that I feel you can read my thoughts. My thoughts are with me in quicksand. Every

[reality check: 1:00 a.m.] scenario: - bedroom, dimly lit - girl in tears, phone in hand... staring, staring... (fade to black in 3, 2, 1...) i sit here staring into space remembering those days when life used to be simple you were always who i imagined you\'d be but lately all that\'s holding us together is their high expectations and your idea of a simple life... (you can never find that in me) was it real in the first place? my eyes can\'t help but wander avoiding your intense stare afraid you\'d hear my silent screams piercing this god-forsaken bedroom and my mind goes through several scenarios of what it\