what am i doing?

i don't know what i'm doing to myself.

i think i could love you. i think this could work. but i'm afraid i'm messing it up already, by being a brat and being afraid of showing you how much this really matters. i'm so afraid to bare my soul that i might scare you away before you really know me.

please stay close.

i love you--perhaps not the way of fairytales, or of hollywood, or of happily ever after. but your tears, your hurts, and your fears are equally mine, and i will hold you close until they leave, and in this way i love you.

Jul 8, 2010

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