i wanna scream 'i love you!' at the top of my lungs.

but i'm afraid that someone else will hear me.
<3first post :)

either i could make another stupid love poem,
ramble about my thoughts,
complain about my friends,
or... i'm not sure. ha.


i've been told i'm a listener.
and you know what the problem with being a listener is?
no one thinks you have the problems.
everyone runs to you, saying what's wrong.
and we keep this bottled up.
and then we need another listener.
and we're in this same funk again.
woohoo.
i love being a listener.
but sometimes, just sometimes,
i wish i had someone to talk to.
not someone paid.
someone that wants to hear what i have to say.
they don't have to help.
they just have to listen.