There is a wall. That wall is stopping me. Stopping from falling for you. What is it? Is it my real feelings? Do I have any?

You care about me. Shouldn’t that be enough? Shouldn’t that make me care so much more? But I don’t. There is something stopping me. Something unexplainable.

This is what I wanted. I wanted you, but did I really? Did I ever really want this? Or did I just think I did? Because now there seems to be nothing. Nothing telling me to rip down that wall and fall into your arms. Nothing telling me to fight for you or to come after you.

I wish it were easy. I wish there was no wall. I wish I could care more. I wish I knew what I wanted. I wish I wanted to fall into your arms because that is what I need.