Mar 11, 2009 01:15
To Find Some Beautiful Place To Get Lost.
When I don't know where you are, I worry the way a mother worries.
That being, I start to picture the worst scenario, and what I'd do, and how I'd cancel everything (and most likely lose my mind.)
But then I tell myself I am being irrational, and I get over it for a moment.
Then I go to sleep hope hope hoping it will be fine in the morning.
The last time this happened it was the first time ever, and during the beginning of us.
And I remember being so mad, and telling myself that maybe this wasn't worth it.
But now I just feel entirely different about it.
Maybe it's because we're so far away, that I just cannot be mad.
This basically just shows me how much I care about you.
Well I Don't Know Where I'll Go.