And though I would like to stand by him, I can't shake this feeling that I have.
The worst is just around the bend. And does he notice my feelings for him? And will he see how much he means to me? I guess its not to be.
I begin to say something, but only then do I realize its not worth saying.
I don't know. I will never know. because no one, no one can prove anything. thats what I love about this world, is that nothing could be right and everything could be wrong. Hell, I could be wrong with what I am saying now and not know it.
I've come to the conclusion that death is not what I'm scared of. It's the way I will encounter it that does. Death is such a wonderous thing. Like hearing a sound, but not being able to put your finger on its source. Maybe i will cease to exsist when i die. But that thought is so odd shaped that I can't grasp it. It does not seem possible.
I once again come to the conclusion that I do not know.
I begin to say something, but only then do I realize its not worth saying.
I don't know. I will never know. because no one, no one can prove anything. thats what I love about this world, is that nothing could be right and everything could be wrong. Hell, I could be wrong with what I am saying now and not know it.
I've come to the conclusion that death is not what I'm scared of. It's the way I will encounter it that does. Death is such a wonderous thing. Like hearing a sound, but not being able to put your finger on its source. Maybe i will cease to exsist when i die. But that thought is so odd shaped that I can't grasp it. It does not seem possible.
I once again come to the conclusion that I do not know.