There are days I wake up and I see his face and my heart melts with love.
There are moments when it feels like if he's gone for a single instant I'll fall apart in longing.
There are days I wake up and wonder what the hell am I doing with this guy? And all I feel is tired.
There are moments when it feels like if I have to see him one moment longer I'm going to grab a large heavy object and hit him with it.
Is this the nature of true love? Or am I creating a world of glass because I fear being alone more than I fear being with someone who is not The One.
And how will I ever know until I sit alone, a wither old woman with the wisdom of age and hindsight and look back saying, I made the right choice, I made the wrong choice... or perhaps there never was a choice to make at all?
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Date: 2003-12-02 08:21 am (UTC)There are moments when it feels like if he's gone for a single instant I'll fall apart in longing.
There are days I wake up and wonder what the hell am I doing with this guy? And all I feel is tired.
There are moments when it feels like if I have to see him one moment longer I'm going to grab a large heavy object and hit him with it.
Is this the nature of true love? Or am I creating a world of glass because I fear being alone more than I fear being with someone who is not The One.
And how will I ever know until I sit alone, a wither old woman with the wisdom of age and hindsight and look back saying, I made the right choice, I made the wrong choice... or perhaps there never was a choice to make at all?