I feel the sinking in my stomach, the hollow in my heart. And I know, no good can come of this. Of you. I find myself sitting here, your iloveyous should reassure me but I feel nothing but doubt and worry, my heart shrouded in doubting shadows. The novelty is wearing off. And I know, now that my cloak of enigma has been stripped from my flesh, the mystery unravelled, what you will see will make you run, like the others, like all the others before you, leaving me with a half healed heart and a new set of scars.
“Sometimes I’m embarrassed by the idea of you and know it would never work and see your flaws. others I think about how much I’d love to make out with you under the stars one drunken night.”—Blogsecret (11109)