Diary Entry 27.
Chasing the Wind
I know nothing will come out of this. I know it will not work. But I still find myself thinking about him, wondering what he is doing, awaiting for his response. I enjoy his presence but I am scared. This is how I felt with you and clearly that did not end well.
It is scary, it is so scary how his presence can so easily lighten up my mood. It is scary, it is so scary how his voices soothes my mind. It is scary, it is so scary how at ease I am when I talk to him. I doubt I will change my view on love and relationships because of him. No, I am too hurt. I am still hurting too much. There is no way I will or can open up to him about everything. I am too cautious. I am too on alert. I am too weary.
But then again, I am work in progress am I not?
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