ndslotesse's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Quandary Dear Diary, Here I am, in my quandary. Believing in love and crazy thoughts almost as if I was walking on clouds. Fuck that! I'm not about those cliche lines. But whenever he holds me like that, it make me feel so different about those stupid lines, no wait it doesn't. I still hate them. I could love him for a while, I will love him for as I can. I promise. He is everything that I want. Everything I want to be. He makes me happy to be alive. FUCK! I'm sounding cliche. Someone stop me, 'cause love is making me do crazy things! Wait, I'm not in love. Forget that! I'm saying crap I shouldn't be saying. Someone please slap me. I was so reluctant but I couldn't lose him. I couldn't just let him walk away. I'd be so regretfull. I tried to envision if what I would be like if I wasn't with him...it hurt. I don't care, that I don't know what I'm talking about. I don't care about all those times that I said I could never love. *I am right, I probably don't love him* But I couldn't give up the chance that maybe if I did...I could be with him. I didn't want to have any regrets, you only live once. With care, 9:25 a.m. - 2002-09-01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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