If you want that good feeling that comes from doing things for other folks then you have to pay for it in abuse and misunderstanding.
I made up my mind to keep my feelings to myself since they did not seem to matter to anyone else but me.
When we sing the blues, we're singin' out our hearts, we're singing out our feelings. Maybe we're hurt and just can't answer back, then we sing or maybe even hum the blues.
There is a basin in the mind where words float around on thought and thought on sound and sight. Then there is a depth of thought untouched by words, and deeper still a gulf of formless feelings untouched by thought.
She was saving up feelings for some man she had never seen.