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buckling.

it's just not enough.
there is so much excess time. down fucking time. time that i wish i could kill. with you.

i'm tired of wanting. i'm tired of waiting. i'm tired of needing. and i'm tired of falling asleep every night many hours after you. i hate when our sleep schedules are off, because i hate when you dream without me.
and i love falling asleep listening to your breaths. i always know when you've passed into that state of sleep mind, because you breathe so deep. its the most beautiful thing.
this is the most different kind of feeling. soemthing is so sure about this one. i've known i loved chris since the first time i let him hold my hand. or touch my skin. i've just known. but now it's like i know even better than before.
and the second he slipped the reassurance on my finger, i've haven't been the same.
i'm getting myself into something deep.
but you know, i've always been an all or nothing kind of girl. so fuck it, lets get hitched.

7:39 p.m. - 2007-02-24

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