"Don't be afraid."
"Drink two glasses of wine, pause, drink another glass and follow your instincts."
"Don't let the moment slip through your fingers."
"Be loved and love back."
"Sometimes it's better to be a little pragmatic, it's no use to analyse untill you're certain who you love most."
All such good advice. But none that is applicable. None that will help me out of the mess I got myself into. I am afraid. I've drunken wine. I let every second slip away and regret it continually. I am not loved. I barely dare to love myself. And I still will analyse everything I might feel. Don't try to comfort me, it won't work, divert me instead.
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