Thoughts About Flying

This one's for you. Read it at your own risk.

I'm scared I'll want to break up with you. I'm scared someone else will come along and make me think that they can make me feel the way you used to make me feel and I'll believe them. I'm scared to fall out of love with you.
Everything I thought we were was wrong. It's not so much what you did that hurts, it's how you reacted to it. I thought we could be open, and honest, and pure. I thought we could be good people to each other.
I thought you were one of the good guys.

I'm not saying you can never be a good guy again. But right now, you're not. And for lack of a better word, that sucks.
A lot.

This is depressing. And it hurts. And it's interesting and odd and unusual. It's putting me out of my comfort zone and it's painfully making me stronger. It's preparing me for the fact that no matter how much I want someone to be perfect, they won't be. That's not necessarily a bad thing. Because I'm not perfect and I don't want someone to expect me to be.

You have to get me to fall in love with you again. That should be your goal. I'm not saying that I don't love you, because I do and always will. I'm saying I have to fall for you again. And again, and again.

And again...

And again...

-Beaskie