I told my mom everything.

I couldn't take it anymore.
I told my mom everything that's been ailing me this week.
Why have I feared so much coming straight out and saying certain things?

*sighs*

I can do this. I can be reasonable, and keep some sanity.
It's all good.
I have to trust in what happens and what's right. If things are meant to be, they will.
If not... they won't. I've got to get a grip on myself. I think I can do this.

No matter what... I love you. No matter what happens. You know exactly who you are. And that's all.
Nothing short of the special place that I have found for you in my heart.

And no matter what happens... you'll always be special in your own way. I will stop losing control of myself. As best I can.

-Angela