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What do you think of this piece of writing?

It??s all a story of big confusion, blanks and darkness. I know so little about him, so many images of him form in my mind because I only dare to speculate based on every word, every gesture, every attitude which I interpret in so many ways and to which I react emotionally in so many ways. A personality that contradicts itself so many times, or maybe it??s only the way I see him...
Do I like him? Sometimes I think yes, sometimes I think no and I believe the best way would be to forget him and never talk to him again, but when I make this decision he does something which makes me go back to him...
Sometimes he sounds so young, sometimes he sounds so old it??s confusing and I believe inappropriate. It makes me think I shouldn??t have talked to him in the first place, I should have ignored him and left, this is something which has been on my mind ever since I first stopped to talk to him knowing I shouldn??t. Something inside tells me it??s wrong, that I shouldn??t talk to him... I live in confusion because I am afraid of the truth, of any clear-cut answers about him. Sometimes I prefer not to know... because I believe if I did, I??d run away from him never to come back – and there??s something about him that keeps pulling me back towards him even if I know I shouldn??t let myself be pulled like that...
When he sounds old, I feel like running away from him, crying, feeling guilty, not at my ease... but after a pause, and if he does sound young again, I forget about these....
I thought it won??t last long, but it did. And it still does. I didn??t think he??d like me, or at least not for long...
Sometimes I don??t even know if he likes me... sometimes it seems clear he does... and in a way that scares me because I don??t know how to continue or how to behave...


Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:

It sounds like how I feel sometimes and it sounds like me sometimes, and why are we afraid of those two things?