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November 29, 2010
Two days to go, and I almost want to give up on this endeavor. My mind feels blank, but really, it's overflowing with worries--worries pushing out all words and coherent thought until nothing is left but a constant, numb scream.

You tell me you love me, that I am your breath of fresh air. You hold me close to the warmth of your body, and I fight back the terrible festering doubts in my heart.

Truths:

You love me.
I love you.
On the list of "signs of an unhealthy relationship" we meet all criteria.
Love isn't always enough.