I don't know.
She is right. I am not happy with the short time we can talk during some of her lunch hours. I want more. I need more. I am being forced to distance myself from her, and it worries me. However, I am willing to wait this part of our relationship out. The bad part is that the less I think of her, the more I think of my last love. The old fears resurface. Am I going to screw up this new relationship? Have I learned enough to make this one work? Have I suffered enough yet?
I have been listening to Disintegration every night while I sleep. The lyrics resonate within me. I think the next song of the week will be from one of the singles off of that album.
