Is it important to have someone that we share every aspect of our lives with? At times, do we so desperately need to be revolved around? At times, do we so desperately need to pretend there is something more in life that is worth our attention span?
When it is gone, does the emptiness scar? When it is there, does the world seem like a better place to live?
Tell me, is it greed that we all hang onto? There is a pie, we all want a bite. Is this rational, or is it emotional?
I want him to be there, I miss him if he is not. Should I confront him with the feelings that I have? Or are they feelings at all? Sometimes I pretend to be someone else to make the decisions that I need to make. And if I am someone else, I will confront. Trouble is I am not, thus I own myself a guaranteed end. I can be sure he feels the same, but I can’t be sure we will work. But you will never know until you try.
I guess I fear to be broken apart once again. What if I never pick myself up again?
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