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All that I have found in reason, is reason just to not believe ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hate me for all the things I couldn't do for you Just something I was thinking about...
For me, that moment came over the summer. It was like one minute, we were little kids, running around and making up games, and the next everything had suddenly changed. Now it was no longer about the monster under the bed - instead it was about a monster that had invaded our lives when we weren't looking. A monster we had willingly let into our lives, thinking 'It's not that bad. We're in control. Nothing can happen to us.' Then it did happen. Everything turned out to be okay, thankfully, but at that one moment I was so scared, so sure everything was going to fall apart. In fact, I'm not quite sure how everything managed to stay intact. And now...I don't know. It's something I think about everyday. I know logically that it's not really my problem. But still I worry. I worry all the time. When you constantly test fate, it stands to reason that it will catch up with you. Things will fall apart. What you thought could never happen, will. So, how did we get here? How do you go back to the days of being a care-free child? Why is it that, when you're young, you want to grow up more than anything but, when it finally happens, all you want is to go back?? 3:52 p.m. - 2006-10-11 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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