Pearce makes me wonder. What would have happened if I stayed. It scares me, and excites me. Sure, he could give me unconditional friendship and great sex (assuming I lost my virginity to him). I don't know that he could give me what I really want. Love. There, I said it. But honestly, isn't that what we are ultimately searching for. The one? He is a wonderful guy and yeah, I have fantasised about this and that with him. I just found myself falling [again] into the same trap with him. We barely know each other. This "fast forward' thinking has to stop. I am slowly changing though. Just hope I don't turn into a cold hearted prick that I know I have potential to be. Even writing this, I am feeling feelings leave my body. My jaw is tense and my body rigid. Could be the fact that it is 5AM on a Saturday morning and I am up on my way to work. Could be the fact that I got a text message from some douche who is intersted in Pearce. Fuck I am warped. I really need to get a real life.
-Dash xoxo
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