Lest I Eat My Words In The End
Maersk Rig Tour
The little-old-me was always trying to protect and care for that “someone”. And if I could find a book detailing every minute of his life, I wouldn’t sleep or eat until I read every last paragraph…Now, no longer have I constantly thought about being with “him”. And for some bizarre reason, that “special” someone has suddenly become NO more attractive to me. So tell me… am I still in love?
Well… I shouldn’t say anything more lest I eat my words in the end.
It sucks to be me… but only for now 
Tags: thought
