Fucking it up again
Coming up on 5 wonderful months. It's been amazing, everything I had dared hoped for and more. Alot of the time it doesn't even feel real. I don't think I've been this happy ever.
But now she's trying to fall asleep crying in the next room.
We have this thing we do, where we tease and be really blunt with each other. Nothing ever said is serious. Or so I thought. I keep hurting her feelings. Stupid shit comes out of my mouth and that's the result. It's me though. It's what I do, I can't help it. I fuck things up. It was inevitable, fated, absolutely going to happen. But I'd hoped I'd get more than 5 months before then.
I'm not saying it's over. Thank god it's not. I'm pretty sure it's not. I don't know if I could actually move on if it was. It's unthinkable.
But I'm panicking. There's something I don't know. Something I can't control. Something that keeps popping up and fucking with this.
She's trying to fall asleep crying in the next room.
But now she's trying to fall asleep crying in the next room.
We have this thing we do, where we tease and be really blunt with each other. Nothing ever said is serious. Or so I thought. I keep hurting her feelings. Stupid shit comes out of my mouth and that's the result. It's me though. It's what I do, I can't help it. I fuck things up. It was inevitable, fated, absolutely going to happen. But I'd hoped I'd get more than 5 months before then.
I'm not saying it's over. Thank god it's not. I'm pretty sure it's not. I don't know if I could actually move on if it was. It's unthinkable.
But I'm panicking. There's something I don't know. Something I can't control. Something that keeps popping up and fucking with this.
She's trying to fall asleep crying in the next room.