It's that moment, where just for a second - maybe a little less, where you start to think "I could bring him home, my family would love him. I could see myself with him for a long time. I could see myself getting married"

That's where it all goes south. That's where you lose control. Let's be honest, I don't like to be the one to lose control. Obviously I should have known better than to let my guard down to begin with. Then I wouldn't be sitting here thinking about it 5 months later.

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