I don't know.

I don't know what I'm doing.

I talk and talk to you online, and have these great conversations, about things that matter.

In person I can't seem to talk to you, we have little conversation, about irrelevant things.

I get unbelievably useless around you.

I don't want to look at you too long or you question it, but at the same time I can't look away.

I'm sorry for everything bad I've ever said or done to you.

MMMM