Thursday, March 25, 2010

preperations.

i hate that you worry about me.
because it makes the problem seem so much more real.
i know its only because you care,
but i don't want to have to think of what it will be like until i have to.
i know we've talked about this and it's not a good idea to think like that.
but i need to think like that, because i can't cope otherwise.
when it all goes downhill, please don't say you told me so,
please don't say you worried that this would happen,
and please don't make any of those innapropriate jokes until i can do so myself.
(although if they're really good, write them down so you can spring them out at a better time)
please just let me cry.
and when i get pissed at you, know its not something you've done, its just my mood
i'm sure i will.
don't make that 'awwwh' sound that you make either or i'll bash you
(hahaha)
seriously though. bash bash.

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