So, okay. I wasn’t trying to be that one, not to you. I’m realizing that, no one is safe in my life from that.
It’s no secret that I’m just all too real for someone like you. That’s okay, isn’t it? I mean, maybe for you but certainly not for me.
I’m to real and that’s not an issue, the issue is how you’ve been conditioned by every person around you to be jaded and skeptical.
I’m not saying that I’m the only one, ever, who could ever be real, no. I’m not naive. But, I know that this is as close as it’s ever been, and I’m the girl who’s always been the different beat; who’s too real. And that’s enough to terrify anyone.
So, okay. Maybe I’m all to real, but I swear that’s better than any fear my very raw heart brings to the table. But, still, I wasn’t trying to be that one to you.