He Said He is Coming to See Me...
Oh my God, what do I do? Why do I have to be so damn confused? So he said he might be coming to see me in the next few weeks and he wants to meet alone. I haven't seen him in four long years...
What do I do? I’m living my life without you! I have all these jumbled thoughts in my head. Sometimes I think life would be perfect living with you in a little cottage on the beach, but then I wonder who I am trying to fool. Life isn’t perfect, so why do I dream of it being so? Sometimes I think you care, but most of the time I think it is just a game to you. Are you only pursuing this because it gives you a challenge or another thrill? I am afraid of what the future holds, but more afraid of what I may leave behind. How will I ever know what I should have or could have done? How can I go on living life without your presence, when I am haunted daily in my dreams with unending thoughts of you? Will seeing you really make a difference, will it make life more complex and more difficult to bear, or will I finally find the clarity and peace of mind I have been searching so hard to find? How do I escape the daily torment I am going through, for it is ceaseless thoughts of you that are forever etched in my mind? At the thought of finally seeing you after so many years little butterflies flutter away inside, pulling on my heart strings. I know exactly how I will feel as you hold me in your gentle embrace. We will become one together with our hearts a fire. What will I see when I look into the depths of your strong, yet caring eyes? I can only guess they will be filled with love and awe, just as you will see in mine. Oh God, do I take the next step into the vast unknown? I know our eyes will lock in an intense passionate gaze. I know you want to and so do I, but I am so afraid. What happens if we actually take the next step? How can I leave what I have now, but how can I go on without you in my life? Or, will this forever be goodbye? How can I let you go without knowing? What if I never see you again? What if we never get the chance to partake in one last kiss? I don’t think I could live with myself. I would feel even worse, not knowing.
What do I do? I’m living my life without you! I have all these jumbled thoughts in my head. Sometimes I think life would be perfect living with you in a little cottage on the beach, but then I wonder who I am trying to fool. Life isn’t perfect, so why do I dream of it being so? Sometimes I think you care, but most of the time I think it is just a game to you. Are you only pursuing this because it gives you a challenge or another thrill? I am afraid of what the future holds, but more afraid of what I may leave behind. How will I ever know what I should have or could have done? How can I go on living life without your presence, when I am haunted daily in my dreams with unending thoughts of you? Will seeing you really make a difference, will it make life more complex and more difficult to bear, or will I finally find the clarity and peace of mind I have been searching so hard to find? How do I escape the daily torment I am going through, for it is ceaseless thoughts of you that are forever etched in my mind? At the thought of finally seeing you after so many years little butterflies flutter away inside, pulling on my heart strings. I know exactly how I will feel as you hold me in your gentle embrace. We will become one together with our hearts a fire. What will I see when I look into the depths of your strong, yet caring eyes? I can only guess they will be filled with love and awe, just as you will see in mine. Oh God, do I take the next step into the vast unknown? I know our eyes will lock in an intense passionate gaze. I know you want to and so do I, but I am so afraid. What happens if we actually take the next step? How can I leave what I have now, but how can I go on without you in my life? Or, will this forever be goodbye? How can I let you go without knowing? What if I never see you again? What if we never get the chance to partake in one last kiss? I don’t think I could live with myself. I would feel even worse, not knowing.
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