Too much for a poor soul like me.

Found someone very special in my life. She comforts/scares me at the same time. Will i be her? she told me not to do what i want to. she makes me not original anymore. Didn’t think perfection was possible, and it wasn’t, but came pretty damn close to eachother. Didn’t see who I wanted to, but that’s okay. There’s always other times, other places, other possibilities.


Agreed completely. It’s one of those things that you know won’t survive - there’s too much emotion involved. You spend your life looking for something but you never know if it’s good for you unless you actually get it. And trust me, we’re not good for each other.

It’s been an interesting couple of days to say the least. Quite a few times this past week I’ve found myself sitting here and trying to type out my thoughts and failing miserably. Highlights from the past few weeks. It’s been a fulfilling weeks. Living the life I want to, perhaps? Funny thing is, so often I find myself doing all this interesting stuff.

With you there is always that sense of Belonging, a feeling that I’m with you, when I’m with you. It’s everything. It’s been, I remember every minute of the time with you. I remember every glorious instance in detail. It’s not that I led a very charmed life here and it most certainly wasn’t extraordinary but, in its own way, it was perfection. And it is this perfection that keeps me safe. It is the lazy satisfaction of warm moments spent lying together surrounded by everything. A Warmth that I haven’t found elsewhere; a genuine care for another soul. A place of aimless drives and endless conversation. A place that accepts you as you are. A sense of peaceful laziness sinks into your heart - sweet and slow-moving.. Freedom is what I identify most with you - the freedom to share all stupid joke and endless conversation on different topics.

However, I do think that the reason I like you so much. And memory has a wonderful way of painting over the bad times and highlighting the good. I’m just glad I have a friend who care a lot about me and it’s too much for a poor soul like me.