I’ve never known what its like to be someone’s inspiration. You look at me and the light bulb flashes. But its not me. I hope I can give you what you want. I’m terrified. What if we don’t work and you’ve changed your life to fit me in? You can’t just follow me.
When is the decision made? How do we know when its worth falling? What do I do if I can’t commit? What do I do when I am alone and you are thousands of miles away? Do you see my problem?
But at the same time. I’m sitting here, alone. And all I can think about is last night and your breath on my neck and your arm around my waist.
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