You know, I don't want to be filled with longing anymore. I cannot answer the question of what someone else is thinking unless I ask them. There is no mystery, no romantic code, you ask and you know. I was never brave enough to ask, hence I am never going to know. That sucks but I cannot sit and not live because of it. I love this person, I do without question but I do not know how they feel about me. I should remedy this, I should ask. Life is short and shadows are dark and long. I am tired of shadows.