Our first fight. The one that killed the honeymoon glow of our relationship as he said.
All because I couldn't approach him. I couldn't show my affection for him. He had no problem loving me. Proving me time and time again that he loved and wanted me.
But I couldn't I was so awkward and unskilled. I wanted to have more practice. I was terrified of failure without even trying. Without even putting in effort. Some thing haven't changed since then. Sometimes I don't do try because I already agreed I would fail.
I didn't fail though. I learned. I approached shyly and was accepted with open arms. Anything I offered was taken like he was a starved animal.
