They are flooding my minds.
These doubts; these apprehensions.
There's nothing worse than being wrong.
But am I wrong?
For these past 6 weeks you have been nothing but sweet, kind, loving and genuine to me.
And in one day it all fell apart when she came into the picture.
Now, it is a quest for me for me to distinguish between true and false, absent and present.
However, that will be quite the task.
For you have clouded my judgement.