HE don't grasp the magnitude..

At a point there i had lost it.. Had lost my creativity, my ability to WRITE, my ability to DRAW!!! And consequently my ability to vent, to grow, to learn, to expand, to FEEL. Was stuck in some typa limbo.... nothing extreme or important... No, extreme feelings or opinions... And it was EXCRUCIATING!!!!!!!!! So having it back is like being given my SOUL back on a silver platter.(sorry for more melodrama, but its true) So am so much happier now... cause when i pick up a pencil i stain the page with some sensibility, and when i read it over, or look it over i don't wanna tear it out.

So with this WONDER back i obviously wanna share it with HIM, the person who loves me and i share myself with. But HE don't appreciate it, HE don't understand the importance, HE don't see that this is WHO I AM on a piece of paper. And forgive me if i am wrong, but i thought that with love comes a yearning to get to know the object of that love... But HE misses out, by postponing to read, by inappropriately bringing it up, by saying nothing after... No more. Its too hard to share yourself as it is, don't have to add my deepest thought and yearnings to the equation... Nah, i can't handle it. But i also know that cause i love HIM too, i also want HIM to not only get to know me, but i want HIM to WANT TO GET TO KNOW ME, my deepest nooks and crannies. But if HE don't grasp the magnitude, i will not put myself through that, it hurts more than NOT being known. Maybe one day it will SLAP HIM (hard!) in the face... Maybe.