For the longest time I thought I was asexual. I’ve tried for years to feel something in such a way, but it never happened. Now however, I think I’ve met someone who finally makes me feel those feelings. But I’m to scared to tell her how I feel, because she may think that I’ve lied to her for so long, and I have already broken her heart once, and I don’t want it to happen again. Yet everyday my own heart cracks as I live another day without telling her how I truly feel. I hate myself for the situation I have put myself in.
