I don’t know any better but to get scared. Since we’ve met, we’ve had this great connection, but now, I’m more worried about ruining it. I can’t sleep with you gone. I can usually find a song to go along or give some meaning to how I’m feeling. More and more though, I find myself envying the Vulcan culture and mindset.
Please tell me what to do, I’m so disappointed in you; I feel let down. You said those words that made me cry and always wondered why I sing my lullaby. I wish you could see it in my face; I wish you’d understand how much you make me unacceptable. I wish I weren’t your lost shadow. Ask me why I’m sad, and I’ll tell you. Ask me and I’ll tell you why I’m writing this now.
This isn’t a new thing. I wished phones worked in two directions.