A scary feeling.
There is this girl I know.. she has been swept up off her feet, she is happy. Nay, ecstatic, rather. All I see is the ground far beneath her which she will fall to the minute he lets her go--the minute she is no longer swept up in his arms.
That is all I ever see when I meet happiness. I think logically.. when will it end? how long will it last? what will be the aftereffects? who will get hurt? what needs to be done to fix whatever gets broken at the end?
The happier you let yourself be, the more it hurts when it ends. *winks*
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Logic is not always logical.
And this kind of logic is depressing!
The happier you let yourself get, the hapier you will be.
And..if this guy is real, it won't happen. If it's true love, he won't let her down.
But then...I like happy endings. Even in real life.
ahh, kat, that's where you're wrong. it's impossible for the guy... or the girl... not to let the other one down. The question is, will he pick her back up?
I agree... it's depressing! So we should all be emo?
lol.
I guess you're right, Harry. (As much as I hate to admit it.)
And NOO! no emo!
Yes. We should all be emo and start a rad rock band. I'll do lead. Harry, you engineer. Ruth can pick up guitar or something... ya.... I can see the paychecks now...
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