I love me, I love me enough for the both of us
That’s why you trust me, I know you been through more than most of us
So what are you? What are you, what are you so afraid of?
Darling you, you give but you cannot take love…
They say if you love something, you let it go. And it’s only now that I’ve realized how true of a statement that is. I am so madly in love with her that it’s nearly unbearable. And, as luck would have it, she does not feel the same. Story of my fucking life.
So I have to do what I must, and that is move on.
I don’t know what she wants, and I don’t think she knows either. I know she cherishes me as her best friend, and even has considered living with me, but I continually ask myself if I can handle that. And at the moment I am unsure if I can. I don’t know how I would feel seeing her bring home another guy into our apartment.
I am just so confused and so unsure right now. On the plus I’d get to live with the girl I love, but what good is that if I can’t call her mine? Am I being too hopeful in thinking if she lived with me, she’d change her mind? The risk is all too high.
Until then, I’ll just sit back and think. Think long and think hard.