a dedication: to k…because you started it…
i have realized that i have been inspired by heartbreak. everything–my articles, my tweets, everything is being created out of this place of want. the more i try to ignore the hurt, the more it takes residence in my mind.
why it is we become so philosophical when it comes to matters of the heart? yet, and despite being completely aware of our feelings and our wants, we continue to shroud this information in mystery.
how many times have you wondered if he/she misses you? it’s nothing to be ashamed of, or embarrassed about; however, if it helps you feel better…
i admit it, “i wonder if he misses me?”
that is too generic, let me give you the details– i do not just wonder if he thinks about me, or why he has not called, i am wondering about the biggest (and the smallest) details. wondering why the best parts of me, do not mean anything…at least to him.
I got a question…
Are you really scared of love–or just scared of loving me?
Are you afraid that one day you’ll want me as your everything?
Or are you scared of that day, the day that I don’t want you?–
After all I put you through…
After all I put you through?
It is fear of the unknown because you’ve never been here?