So here we are. The elephant in the room, the question on our minds. What will come of us? We clearly love each other madly. Everything we have to offer the other craves, you know I would take care of you and I know you would care for me. Perfect, right? Well, not so much. In short, the problem is that you are so kind and responsibile you feel as if you painted yourself into some fucked up purgatory that you cannot escape, a holiday on the island of guilt that happiness should only be seen from afar and justified when you get sad. Baby this is not the way to live. Comfort is a hell of a drug, I know this for sure.
Where we are going I cannot say, but that elephant is getting pretty damn loud and we both know what it is screaming: "what the hell are you waiting for?" "It's right there! Take it!" Haha.
I am not trying to say it is easy, nor even think a choice is an easy thing. I just have to recognize that the powers that be are slamming us together harder than anyone I have ever loved. You feel it too. Baby this is love by attrition, and we are both losing out to love we have never had but want so bad.
I love you. :)
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