I don't know when my resolution started to fail me, but I find way more often these days I am left feeling like my world is a only a few good shakes from crashing to the ground and shattering everywhere. I used to be able to shake anything off. I guess these days, I have so much to lose. I worry that if I lose my job, then I loose the house. Then I worry that the monkey will leave with no home to bear. Then, I'm back at the beginning in a crappy apartment, or my god, my mom's place.
Those assholes who say "it's better to have love and lost, than to have never loved" apparently never did it right, because just thinking about losing my love tears my intestines to shreds. I can't even fathom what would happen if or when the real thing goes down.
This is what happens when you let your guard down. I hope your happy, sappy.
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