winglish.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
 
I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't know if I can do this.
The distance is starting to take a toll, and I'm scared that I've fallen for a figment of my own imagination.

I'm scared that it's going to backfire in my face again.

And I'm scared that if I fall, I might not be able to pick myself up again.

Maybe we never should have started this, maybe we should have thought with our heads instead of our hearts, maybe, just maybe.

I DON'T KNOW.
  1:13:00 am

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