12.19.07 : 11:27 pm and i knew what to say about the strange feeling i had while driving home from your house, your arms, that futon. i have felt this before. somehow a bridge was built in my mind connecting the past and present, and i realized this feeling is one of wanting to run; fearing one more iota of vulnerability. i want to escape before you can touch my emotions any further. i want to escape so i can cherish these experiences we had before they get tarnished with the depression of sad and inevitable conclusions. i told myself it had something to do with the classic, "hurt them before they hurt you," but it's not even that. i guess i'm sad again. You usually don't like dealing with this level of personal drama and would normally be uncomfortable with what's happening. Fortunately, you realize that the power of this moment cannot last and this gives you the strength you need to stick with the issues. Make sure that your actions are aligned with your feelings, for everyone will be disappointed if you simply try to satisfy someone else's expectations. << >>