Dear Pennsylvania,
I still can't quite bring myself to email you back. What's with that? I want to - I have so much to say and you are my favorite person to say it to. It's just something in me is holding me back. Maybe out of protest which is immature. But it doesn't hurt you to be my friend - why should I have to hurt to be yours?
The thing is I am so sick and tired of you consuming my mind, so much so that I have stopped letting you consume my mind. You still creep in - a lot. Today in yoga I was thinking of you and how you would make the best dad - and how there is this part of me that still believes that we will have those babies someday, which is sooo FUCKED UP!!!! It's that place in my heart that just won't let go, equal parts delusional and hopeful. I just want to be over you.
TO WHICH HE RESPONDED:
u never know.....
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