18 May 2012
Why?
- Because, perhaps, despite my avowals, I think about the future and I don’t see any. If I do, it scares me.
- Because your bouts of anger are capable of the unthinkable, if not for real, in my imagination.
- Because I worry. And I can’t recall how it feels to not worry about your routine, practicalities, etc.
- Because I hadn’t found myself till I found you, and then I turned into an appendage.
- Because the thought of being alone - without you to fall back on for accusations, or emotional support - is unthinkable, and this is Not how it should be.
- Because I shouldn’t lie anymore.
Why not?
Because I love you, and now it is difficult to breathe.
28 September 2012
"It gets better."
What if it doesn't?
