Fear.
I think you've got me on the ropes in a way. I'm scared to death, is this all going to be over soon? I don't want it to be. And you did it exactly the way I wanted you to, so why am I worried about it? I'm scared that you're going to think we've got no common ground to stand on. I love what you're into, if it makes you happy, then I'm happy. But I pale in comparison. I can't tell where my energy is anymore. Am I going to mess everything up, after everything we've been through? I feel like I'm trying to get on your level, and failing miserably.
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