I’ve spent my days in a day-dream… every so often, something will happen to shock me out of it, but within moments, I’m right back to having my head in the clouds. I realize I’m on auto-pilot, and the only thing that’s really getting me through the days is the hope that each decision I make, every little thing I do, is progress toward a life with you.
When I talk to you on the phone, there are so many questions I want to ask, so many things I want to say, but just the sound of your voice makes me forget everything. I want to just sit and hear what you have to say. If I told you that I wanted to come be with you, what would your answer be? I’m too scared to ask because I don’t want my heart crushed. It’s all I think about, though, and I think I need to know the answer so I know how to plan the rest of my life. Do I work at a life established here, alone, or do I work toward a life with you?
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