Fuck You I am Shy
He could never understand why couldn’t I build up the courage to tell him how I feel.
Never could he fathom how loud, taunting, bold, and talkative my outfits were but yet I was a full fledged mute when expressing myself to him.
Never understand the lack of never being able to formulate properly, because of the constant stuttering when asked the Time, Date, or a simple ?
Hmmmmmm…..sigggghhhhhhh(long 1) his huge brain grasped how shy I was, greatly astonished he understood…….than he cursed me for not telling him ions ago “why the fuck u aint been said shit C”
After I explained how his Goalith demeanor greatly intimidated the hell out of me. After all he had the brains and the bronze. He read the book War and Peace, A Million Little Pieces, and the DaVinci Code before I did (hell he recommended it to me), and still knew about the clothing line Crooks and Castles, along with Karmaloop, the fall D&G men’s shoe this man was the epitome of Brilliance, and I was intimidated. So for his lack of insensitivity and capability of empathizing I told him FUCK U (in terms of goodness I am shy). Late night sessions are great so far…when I am not stuttering.
