Sometimes people come into your life and no matter what are always there, even if you are a jerk and trample on their feelings. This bond with those rare people is something undeniable, unwavering and beyond comforting. They dont have to do anything but give a look and it is all ok. The bond is something that I am not sure could be described. Sometimes it is too overwhelming and really makes us want to turn and run, but running does nothing; we always bounce back as if we were bound by a rubberband.
What makes us so scared of something so warm and homey? Something with such passion and strong feelings? Is it fear? I just dont understand. I have thought over this time amd time again. Why the back and forth inside of me? Why is it when things really started to develop I ran as fast as I could with not a word? What makes someone feel such an urge? Its almost as if I realized that this person could melt me like a stick of butter and it was all too much considering my past. I know that sounds like a poor excuse, but its the only thing that makes it make sense.
I had a dream today that I was back with this person and it felt so real. So happy and real. I didnt even care what anyone had to say. The two of us were happy and it was all we cared about. It felt so real and so free it was nice for how ever long it lasted. I really am gonna try to figure myself out on this one. Its definately a part of my puzzle I want to put together the right way, whatever that may be.
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