Saturday, February 21, 2009

137.

Dear you,

I am already to the point that I am terrified of our future. Any day now you could repeat the same lines I've heard over and over again. I want to hear something new, lines that won't break my heart. Every time I start to worry, a good thing starts to fail. I want some reassurance that after a year of not dating anyone, I'm not putting my heart on the line for something that won't matter or last. I've wasted a year trying to be with people that will never feel the same for me, again or ever. Everything you do makes me feel something inside of me that I've never felt before. I don't mind the long drives because I know what comes at the end of the road.

Your Over-analyzing Girl



Photograph by Nan Goldin.

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