Last night, I had a dream about my best friend. We have been friends since the 7th grade. I love him.
I love him, love him.
He lives in New Mexico and I live here in Ohio. I would never tell him that I love him and that I want to be with him because I never want to lose him.
In one hand, I have eternal heart ache for holding my feelings inside. In the other hand, I grasp the fact that I suck at relationships and I would end up leaving him...just like I have left every other guy I have ever been with.
I miss him. I love him.
I love him, love him.
He lives in New Mexico and I live here in Ohio. I would never tell him that I love him and that I want to be with him because I never want to lose him.
In one hand, I have eternal heart ache for holding my feelings inside. In the other hand, I grasp the fact that I suck at relationships and I would end up leaving him...just like I have left every other guy I have ever been with.
I miss him. I love him.
trim:
that is an absolutly sad situation
mattscope:
It's never too late