Letters to myself

I am so very tired of not expressing my feelings in a raw-like, current time, unguarded manner. With you. I am so very tired of believing not to. I am so very tired but I am able to. I am so very tired so I have to. With you. 

Feelings:

Know that it will be subtle and slight, firstly.  As I learn and try.  Know that I will be fighting and flailing, seconds.  As I stubborn and shy.  Know that you will be confessed and confused, threefold.  As I frown or cry.  Know that there will be boundaries and breakthroughs, forth.  As I stand or fly.  Know that we will be lighter and loved, lastingly.  As I you and my.  Feelings.