I miss the part of me that pumped me up when a new relationship was on the horizon. I'd appreciate just a spark of hope, a little tingle of anticipation, that maybe there's someone, somewhere. Have I met them yet? Old or new?
It seems silly to say I'm 'anti-relationship' nowadays. But it feels like I am, more so than ever. But then again, not at all. Therein lies the problem. Commitphobe, yes.
'Even more than love & sex & honey I'm home, I want a kindred...' I once said that... not long ago, really... I don't know if I still believe it. If I want any of that.
I had so much to say before you came along. Everything was tugging along nicely, until my heartstrings snapped. And now I don't have the strength to look back.
'You give me road rage.' - Catatonia
