Taken by yours truly.

Sometimes.

There’ll be days when I’ll be extra sensitive.

I’m just built that way.

The littlest thing could trigger this mood swing and it’s hard to explain these hormone changes to someone of the opposite sex– but it’s something I can’t control, no matter how hard I try.

Or more like the more I try, the more I succumb to these emotions.

It’s difficult.

I’m difficult.

I hate feeling this way- when nothing can make me feel better.

I know it’s selfish but I need you to understand.

Sometimes, when I push you away it’s only cause I want you to reel me in and not let go.

I just can’t seem to tell you what’s on my mind sometimes but I’d want you to know what I want instead.

I’m sorry.

Sometimes I just wish I was easier of a person to understand.

But please,

stay.

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