M.S.H.
when i think about not talking to him for the rest of my life i feel physically sick - like wow, yes, this has all been a complete fucking waste of time.
but when i think about not talking to him for just today, and maybe tomorrow, i am fine. perhaps even a little bit better than fine - i feel a sense of conviction behind my actions.
so i choose to take it one day at a time. ‘cause you know what - just because i stop talking to you doesn’t mean i stop caring about you. but because i care about you doesn’t mean i can’t care about myself.
