Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Rose Colored Goggles
I feel a million years old tonight. I have this beautiful, rosy vision of life in my head. I've never been able to quite hold on to it. Every time this life is almost in my grasp, every time I think I have a hold of it, it slips through my fingers. I can't quite grasp it and I don't know why.
I met someone. Someone I've known for quite some time. I love him, I've told him things I never have and never will tell another living soul. I feel it might be slipping and I don't know what to do.
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