I can't.
I can't because I, myself, do not even believe it is real.
With time, I believe this will pass, completely dissolve into a funny story about how I was smitten throughout college, but nothing more.
I do not trust my own sense or impulses - they have not, in 23 years, proven to be even remotely reliable.
I am fickle. So are my feelings.
(ps. when I wrote this down, while "working" in the Mobilex, I realized that my cursive handwriting hasn't changed since 5th or 6th grade, in the same way that my face hasn't changed since freshman year of high school)
5 comments:
well, i'm not sure what you're talking about. I hope everything is okay with you in that department..
But I can relate to the handwriting of a 5-6th grader. It sucks, because I dont know how to write in cursive. Sad huh?
yes, pitiful.
Not to keep bringing this up.. but whatever it is that's on your heart, I think you should just let that person know.
If they know you at all, they will listen to you.
leave me alone
:p
haha you've been a little fiesty lately. :p
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