find a few living things rotting fast.
and i know... that i'm starting to feel it... when i start to get terrified. i know i am starting to fall... when all of a sudden i am clamouring about for something to hold onto. things are happening so fast. and i'm confused, yes. we moved with such speed from strangers to lovers. from nobodies to two bodies.

i'm scared that its too right.
i'm scared that i will get too involved.
and i didn't realize i was going to be scared.
scared of something real.
i had forgotten the sort of vulnerability realness requires.
and i can ask myself whether or not i'm ready for this... whether or not i want this... but we all know... that these answers are as useless and insignificant as the questions. i'm going to have to be ready. because i have no choice. its as simple as that.