Sadness. That's what was being hid behind my eyes. The tone, angry, spiteful even, b*tchy, uncaring and forceful. No,- "Hi. How are you?"Or, "How is your life treating u?"Or, "What do you know"? The tone. It is what everyone hears. Because they think they can "read" me. Everyone thinks it's so easy to "get" me. It's not. And they all get it wrong. Every damn time. I tell you to stay away.I really mean to wrap your arms around me and hold me tight. Dont let go. I say, "I'll see you later/next time."I really mean, Please dont go. Because I dont think your gonna come back. I say I dont like to cuddle. I really mean just hold me. Let me lay on your chest, listen to your heart beat and hear your voice rumble as I listen to your words and drift off to sleep. I say I dont believe in love. Not no more. I really mean I'm afraid. I'm tired of hurting. I'm scared to go through it alone again. I say I dont want commitment. I say I dont lie. I do. I want you to hold my hand. Pull me into their lap. Rest their chin on my head, their arm around me.