Yet I am still ill at ease,
I speculate as to why,
but the more and more I try,
the more answers appear,
some of them I fear, some of them I love,
do I not still like her,
am I just not sure,
these two it can not be, but is it
what does she really think of me.
I wrote this to explain my feelings to myself about how I was feeling about R at the time. This was just before we decided to stop going out and remain friends. I was very insecure at the time.