What's the equation for parallel lines to meet?
You and I, it feels just like a pair of parallel lines which will never meet, no matter how hard I try to make up for it... Each time when I felt there was something on your mind, something troubling you, I always had to hold myself back, not daring to ask you if you were alright, for the fear of making things worse... for the fear of rejection that you didn't need my listening ears at all... Whereas for me, all I wanted to do was to share little bits and pieces of my life with you... When I'm feeling down, when I feel like the happiest person on earth, all my mind could register was to share it all with you before anything else... It just feels so good, sharing with you small little details of my life, it feels as if you're part of it :) but I wonder, when will you be willing to open up even the tiniest bit to me... all these mixed feelings ain't easy for me to handle, but I don't regret it, because it's someone special like you, something in me just tells me "it's worth it" :)
