everything is gonna be okay in the end. and if it's not okay, it's not the end.
sometimes I'm just curious where I'm gonna be in 5, 10 years. I'm just curious, what your gonna do with this mess inside of me, with him, with me, with us together. I wonder, if there'll even ever be a "us", and I wonder, if not, why I met him. Why we fell in love, so hardly. but at times, im just curious, and i can't wait to see, because after all, i know, youre just gonna do the very best for us.
but there are other times, when i simply don't wanna let go, no matter what, where all these feelings are so much stronger than being reasonable, realistic. when i feel like i love him so badly, and i couldn't live without him. and that hurts, because i have no clue, how and what it's gonna be.
God, I ask you to take over!!
you know what?
I've been thinking so much about you, and me, and if we would've worked out or not.
for so long i was sure, we wouldn't have. im so convinced that we are way different, that i couldn't handle being with you.
I'm sure we are different. but there's another thing i know now:
we would've worked out. Just because I would've tried anything, anything to make us work out.
I miss you so much, baby. I love you!