I am seriously trying to wrap my head
around this because I can see myself being with this guy for a long
time. I think its only because I have plans and ideas. I am not
sure that they translate or are even important to others. I really
think I am in a relationship with myself and my thoughts and ideas of
my future.
I dont think anyone cares. So does
that mean I want to just be alone? Sometimes yes, and this comes as
a defense mechanism. Would I rather be with someone for the wrong
reasons than alone for the right reasons? No. I'd rather be alone.
There is no worse feeling than being along with people in the house.
The sounds of the disconnect is maddening—like station static
turned up too loud.
That is where my heart is, but how the
hell did it get there? How did I become lonely again?
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