i'm trying to hold on. i'm trying to be strong.
but my grip is slipping; i'm tripping
over my own feet. i'm tumbling down
the mountain side, unable
to grasp onto anything. everything i reach for
is just one step too far.
it's so hard to care when no one's there. it's so hard
to hold onto something(someone) that can't feel
the same way. i'm trying so hard. i'm trying
to be strong.
but there's a fear bubbling up inside of me, & it's
taking hold of all my dreams.
a/n: he left on 31 July 2010.
I don't know when he's coming back.
I promised myself I'd wait out the whole year.