I could feel the water trickling down my face, although it might have just been tears lightly kissing my face. I've been thinking seriously about my situation. My problems and what it is I'm feeling. I can't tell exactly what it might be, and I don't know for sure what he's thinking.
Something tells me I should prepare for what might seem as the worst. And I should prep for how things would be without him.
I've lost touch with people. I don't feel safe around them, or maybe its just my own mind that holds me back. If he would leave, and only have two people there for me closely. And of the two, only one is truly close to me. I'd enclose myself in my mind, with the horrible company of myself. Or maybe, I'd have to step away from my safety blanket and find someone new to create a lasting friendship with... I don't think I've done that in about 9 years... I don't know if I remember how to do it....
I'm just another human being afraid of life... "Live alittle." ... "Just be happy with what you have now." I hear these words from people who don't understand how I feel. But then again... no one truly can understand how i feel exactly...
I think I'll be alright...
I hope I am...
I want to be alright...
