Things really are. Sigh.
I still miss you. =\
It's like everything seemed to have snowballed into one big mess, and I'm still trying to pick up the pieces laying around first. I haven't even reached the main snowball (problem) yet. But I think I'm afraid to. Afraid that I'll destroy whatever little that's not broken yet.
I'm afraid of losing again.
This I read in Reader's Digest once,
"We can live without religion and meditation, but we cannot survive without human affection." - The Dalai Lama
That's what I'm afraid of losing.
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