Hurt or attached? I couldn’t really say..
Am I consistently running after people because I miss them or is there a sense of desperation and need, the fear of being lonely?
I’ve held back to say a lot on this blog post because I know how stupid it would make me sound – especially if he ever came to read it. And now I just couldn’t care less…
I have a fear of change… of moving on.. like something terrifying is in the future for me. I want to go back to what I’m used to, because at least I know what to expect..
Why am I running away from something so fresh and exciting… why am I letting the distance bother me, when I know I will see him every few months anyway?
I have alot to prove.. not for anybody else. But for myself – I need to prove to myself that I’m not trying to hurt myself or fill an empty hole. I’m trying to move on and do what’s best for me.. and I don’t have to do that by jumping in something serious so quick..
Baby steps.. how far will I go before the fall terrifies me?