one day, ill get the courage to send all these unwritten letters.
maybe one day, ill tell all these terrifying truths with a shaky voice.
but for now, this is the closest thing to telling you how i feel.
i guess its just then, when my world was collapsing, i only wanted to see him. he saves me time and time again, when i don't even know what i need to be saved from. he hugs like its warm and its comforting, and all i can think is please please, don't let me let you go. and its not like he makes me feel bubbly inside, and i dont miss him tremendously. but i can't help but think that its because i know he's always there. and so its the time that i know i don't have that scares me, the lack of time to create tales of heroism, i guess. and the fact that i don't have the courage to tell him everything. we all only having a finite number of days to change our fate, and control our destiny. its just really, overwhelming i suppose.
"its your choice sid, everything is your choice. wake up, sid" - cassie.