Here I am again thinking about you.

Trying to figure out what is that you want, impossible thing because you don't talk, because you don't tell me.

And I get it, everything happened way to fast and it is a little confusing.

But the only thing that I ask for, is for you to talk to me, for you to tell me what do you want.

So tell me, what are you doing?

Because you aren't leaving, but you don't know if you're staying.

You are right there, in the door.
you don't know if you're going or staying but you don't let others to come in.

So if you are leaving, please go ahead, I'm not going to...