Apr 20, 2006 13:54
Dear ***,
I just need some time. Please understand. I'm just not ready to feel like this again. I know this whole thing is my fault, because I couldn't be patient, and now I've probably ruined it. Now that I have what I want, it's too much, and I can't handle it.
I've spent the last week being eaten alive by stress. Worrying that I won't be good enough, worrying about talking to you, worrying about if this is even right. So much worry. The constant smile you brought to my face 4 weeks ago has completely faded. This isn't fun anymore, and it's all my fault.
I'm going to start slowing this down. And I'm going to hope and pray as hard as I ever have, that I won't hurt you. You've brought so much joy and emotion back into my life, and I desperately hope that we can get back to that place where we were both just crazy and happy.
yours, as always,
me