ok yes, I am scared.
I’m not even scared for the reasons you may think, I’m just scared of being myself, knowing how to act, what to say, a year out of a relationship is a long time and I’m good at being single, what I am not good at is saying the right things or sometimes saying anything at all. Love is a super strange thing and it disappears? Fades? Evaporates without a trace and what if that happens? What if he wakes up next to me one day, takes one look and under his morning breath mutters the words ‘damn you’re so annoying’ then goes back to sleep to dream of all the ways to get out of his prison sentence.
I don’t know, I’m just being silly, I just want to be wanted, I guess. Being asked out by a very hungover me after a night of drunken chat and endless blabbering and on top of that speaking to my tipsy mother while she lectures me about dating the past (the past still being on the phone at the time) should definitely have been grounds for a resounding NO in response to my question but I still got a yes…
If that doesn’t speak volumes, then I don’t know what does. Maybe he’s crazy for wanting me, maybe I’m crazy for asking but I guess I will find out soon enough.