Drunk Blogging is the Best Blogging v2

Fuck

I don't remember what it feels like

To care

To be scared

To be in love

But she says the look on my face gives it away

When I talk And reminisce

And scream about how frustrating it is

All with a smile on my face

And maybe some tears in my eyes

Because I doubt it will ever happen

She asked me, "what would you regret more?

Pursuing it? Or never knowing what could happen?"

And honestly

I don't know