My life is crumbling.
He's the temporary glue, but I need to step it up 5 notches.
I need to stabilize myself, without him there. Independant. Solid.
Sitting here, listening to my sugarbean play his guitar.. trying to escape?
I find him beautiful in every possible way. He wants what's best for me. He cares.
And now I find myself realizing what a shitty person I've turned into. Actions speak louder than words. I have to stop saying and actually doing. That's the end of it.
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