C161 Not Enough to Love Me

It really was a mess.

Why do I feel like my head is filled with paste when I hear him speak? Just because I'm me? I'm not myself, am I or am I someone else?

"You, you, you!" I pointed to the tip of his nose and tried to keep some distance between us so that I could get rid of any unnecessary thoughts in my head, but there was always a flurry of little emotions.

Because you are you