Confusion

Confusion.

Big word, big problem. And I am stuck squarely in the middle of it. How'd I get here? Easy. I ran. I was afraid to feel something I needed to just feel. Now I'm questioning my whole undead life.

Things are not always what they seem. You can want something so much for so long that when you finally get it you don't actually realize it's not what you thought it would be.

People change, life goes on, even if you aren't actively participating in it. Funny how that works isn't it?

How do I figure this out? Feel. I have to feel it. Then I'll know exactly what I need to do.

I just hope my sanity holds out until then.

The one thing I know for certain.....

I'd rather have him rip my heart out than never have the chance to tell him I love him.

Sunshine.