I fear that my overbearing presence has trampled your dreams; that you will one day look back on your life with regret because I dominated it. I have never had anybody be dependent on my existence, and that intimidates me. What happens if it doesn’t work out; if I choose a path that leads to a life of unfullfillment? I worry that you were meant for something more than this……than me. The thought of clipping your wings and making you less of an asset to this world than you are meant to be paralyzes me.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
You are the light at the end of my dark tunnel
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truth is erotic... sharing truth with one who holds your heart is...
...ecstasy.
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