Remember that time when you asked me why I wasn’t a certain way then I did something and you did that thing? In that moment, I felt like we could really love each other the way love should be.

There’s something I want to say but I’m afraid to because you’ll know its you and the world would change. RIght now, I’ve got schroedinger’s love. It’s neither real nor unreal. Until I say it out it can be both. But if I do, it can only be one. I’m just afraid it’s not the one I want it to be.

2 Comments

  1. love your title :)

    • dzaniff
    • Posted July 14, 2009 at 9:36 am
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    Thank you. :)


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