4/5/23

"This, I think, is probably wht I'll do for the rest of my life: chase after him and what he gave me. It's my own fault. I was supposed to have grown out of it by now. He never promised to love me forever."

I'm terrified of this idea. # is destroying me and I know it but I love him and I love the idea of him watching over me my whoel life. Holding me with hios big hands, all raw. Forever his small delicate thing. I'm practically porcilen to him. But what if when I do grow older,, he will leave. What if all he dreams for is a child, and I am, the misfortunate victim. WIll I chase this emory my entire life? Maybe. I think me and him will always have a string attached, even if it's brittle. These storys don't end til' one is dead.